He wrote my story and rest assured no human eraser can dare put a scratch on my to be taken steps. «pato.»
true breath
even when you don't recognise it, his voice still whispers right in your ear pato..
more….
its beyond a feeling. it is greater it is deep it is stronger it is wide it is REAL it is CHRIST. He is The ONE. «pato»
trace
trace me in CHRIST from CHRIST by Christ at His feet, I dwell daily in His heart I am always.. «pato»
forever mine
steal my property have all take all that if my warrior lets you. But you are never to steal, my faith in CHRIST and His love for all He calls His own. FOR I am, without doubt, His.. «pato»
rest assured
CHRIST, is all I have to live to move to breathe to make MANIFEST. «pato»
Sight of the blind
The eyes That watch the stars, Desire to be filled, Only see What the wind blows away what fades in the dust. But there is a sight, That sees beyond The beauty of the stars the brightness of the moon To the voice of God His breath for the created. That sight that needs No…
Yield back To the force of God Of love Purity And abundance. Till when Will you confide in your strength That lacks a multitude And needs the shelter of God For you are for God. Bask there in Pato..
Christ’s presence..
Night breaks in All the eyes of day are shuttered Carrying along blindness And a hiding of the worthy Hopeless minds Override the sun Up and down a dark Till a little star of hope Breaks through the printless sky forms a twist of destiny Pato.
Scary lonliness
Done with frequent hugs of darkness In the quiet night Noise of evil plays the loser song My bed a thorn nursery bed Tik tok time goes by Finding refuge under my blanket Still dead The quiet with in me silent Till i watch The rose form on my inside Penetrating to the outside Gracing…
The Fragrance of Christ 