Why does your mercy unfold to me in layers as of an onion bulb?

Why ever do I wake to newness and the brightness of your glory like a blanket of cloud over me?

Why do I find my feet still running the race when I tire within; fly when I faint and stand when the earth quakes?

Why do you carry me on your wings of mercy; lift me with your arm of grace and bind me within the walls of your faithfulness?

Why do you spare my frailty when constantly, I veer away from your presence; conceited in my vain humanity, void of chastity and divinity?

Why do you find me daily, call me early and keep me always? Yes, like a potter you break me, mould me and fix me!


400 Miles

400mile pic

400 miles; a walk in path not an aisle 
Yeah Eyes can see; ears can hear 
Good tidings to fill their void

No retreats, no surrender!
A match forward only...
Like foot soldiers for the cross not just our cause 
We do a few to save some more; We do some more to save a few

400 lives, a walk in path to  ease their hurts 
You give some smiles to fix some lives 
To be saviors in a dieing world 
A world so wide yet so nigh, 
Not far at all but right across...

400 souls, we know we care!
We glide and fly, grease and grace 
Like angels to wanton souls 
A life of bliss, truly divine 
This we have but time is key!

Motivate, captivate , activate 
Make a soul...
vine makers and keepers
We Keep the vine not the wine 
For it's No meat and drink but great life and power 
through love and hope

400 miles,a walk in path; no length of some aisle 
Make a soul!

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