A poetic meditation on faith.

Questions only Michael Jackson the late king of pop can answer. Creative piece of letter. Is there any other question you’d like me to ask him? Let me know.

Just a poem…

Just a poem…

Heaven must of intervened.

Our weakness has nothing on the Lord. He can take them away and make us all stronger through him!! Go to him, tell him your concerns, he’ll listen, he’ll heal you and make you feel better. Just sit down somewhere quiet and ask for his help and guidance. He would REALLY love that! He loves it, when you need him! I know I do!

There are going to be tough times. When I follow God and Christ. I am going to feel pain and heartbreak. Feel as if I can’t go on at times or feel as if I have so little faith in becoming who I want to be for God; but, I can’t I can only can pray. So God can make me be strong in this journey with him. So I may one day conquer life and that I will be victorious like the son of God. The son who came before me.

I believe that there is such a thing as life after death. This is me basically stating that I’m on my way to Heaven.

A poem about a blue light in a basement.

When you think love is everything without it you think you have nothing and that’s just it I have nothing. Utopian Love Affair… I don’t think Heaven is some far off place and God doesn’t love me but to be in bed, to be in bed with you, those words?