Faith writes patience. It screams perfection for the rags. Shading off dirt Writing on a clean sheet of paper The crayon of faith Is not with ink But the grace of God. Pato..
Lure
A lure of perfection.. The world sings songs of decietful beauty All it stages is lack and insufficiency. And we are persuaded. But never forget, Not that we are sufficient for ourselves to think anything of ourselves But our sufficiency is of God. 2 Corinthians 3:5 The world is mild pato.
Lost
All is gone. Desparacy born Confidence torn. Sin dresses like a gown Feeling lonely and down. Impurity and sickness a sea where you drown. But when we meet CHRIST's crown, In perfect light we are grown Pato.
Privilege
To seek you is a priviledge. Christ you are my choice. And am content. There is no fallen tree. I love Christ. Do you? ....pato....
Christian life
Life for all of us Is the the morning sun, Breaking through the blanket clouds. The beauty showing light to everyone. Restoring all that is lost Renewing all that crushed. All power and source, From the Lord our creator. ~pato.
Wash
Wash yourself Deep your sand In purity water unseen Rinse away the sickness Break free from the bondange. In the deep cleansing blood, Your life is a Restoration. Breathing testimony Life of Christ Life in Christ Is the life where Christ is. It is your choice. His embrace is worth it. ~pato.
Life of Christ, Is never seasonal It can never have turmoil But serenity In Christ is the only place Where we breathe, Truly live and have joy. Christ helps us close our eyes in contentment And belief of settlement. He is my God. Make him urs today. ~pato.
Present
God is always present for us. When we need Him, he is around His ear is always present to hear your pleas and prayers His eye is present to us all seeing all wr go through and what choices we make in life. His hand is not far away to help us out. Ask and…
Mask
What mask are you puting on. Is it of anger, violence? We have masks, That make people see what we want them to see. We dress up different faces, Of happiness, yet anger is eating us up. That life of hypocrisy, is not needed any more. Because there is one who knows us in and…
Puzzles of doors
You can mavel at how we recklessly open doors. Never knowing the destination or results. Years back i met a door, glistening with power. Took a step with it. Trust me am above the tower. My choice never lets me cry But in green pastures i lie. Being moulded each second To perfection. For i…
The Fragrance of Christ 