but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?
I pick up a speck of sand from Your earth.
You breathe life into it and gave me birth.
Then you gave me the choice to decide.
To accept Your divine love to live or die.
Writing seems to fill in the cracks in the author’s broken heart.
It's the bond for the reader’s in need of a healing work of art.
To God be the glory great things he has done.
I remember the day I met His only beloved Son.