I wrote this poem as God spoke to me about the fathers heart for me, and thought I’d share it with you.

My Child I know your path, I know your every fear, when you’re far away I long for you to be near;  To share my inmost joy to see just what I see, when I look into your eyes I see so much of me;  You have the family traits so much more than you know, but when the troubles all crowd in its hard for them to show.  Just look into my eyes and see the image that is there, its your true reflection despite all the wear and tear;  Just look to me and you’ll never be alone look into my eyes and you’ll find that you are home. 

This entry was posted on Saturday, March 29th, 2008 at 8:18 pm and is filed under Fire-School. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

I wrote this poem as God spoke to me about the fathers heart for me, and thought I’d share it with you.

My Child I know your path, I know your every fear, when you’re far away I long for you to be near;  To share my inmost joy to see just what I see, when I look into your eyes I see so much of me;  You have the family traits so much more than you know, but when the troubles all crowd in its hard for them to show.  Just look into my eyes and see the image that is there, its your true reflection despite all the wear and tear;  Just look to me and you’ll never be alone look into my eyes and you’ll find that you are home. 

This entry was posted on Saturday, March 29th, 2008 at 8:18 pm and is filed under Fire-School. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.