My ways are not your ways
That's what he said
As the heavens are higher than the earth
Catch the thread
His thoughts are not our thoughts
Although to us they are untold
It's a complicated story
Into the heart he goes
Searching the darkness
Bringing in the light
Those that follow
Become his delight
Children of the most high
Don't need to have a say
Understanding what is
They cannot go astray
The world doesn't know them
On his wings they ride
Swept up in his loving arms
Father of the bride.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Indeed, so true many state that he is unjust unfair but we don’t understand what justice is or fairness and so not understanding we pre-judge. Nicely stated.
Thanks
Nothing ever goes my way, perhaps that is a good thing. But the perusal goes for the heart and then I am fully culpable. Good thing the Blood flows freely!
Better his way
Any day and every day!
Hooray!
Amen! It’s this fact that keeps me full of hope! Well written, my friend! I’ll trust God’s ways any and every day over my own or the world’s! 💯🌹👏
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