The choices I make - they have to be creative.
River gonna take me, Sing me sweet and sleepy, Sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home, It's a far gone lullaby sung many years ago Mama, Mama, many worlds I've come since I first left home
One man gathers what another man spills
There is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night, and if you go, no one may follow, that path is for your steps alone.
Don't waste the breath to save your face, When you have done your best, And even more is asked of you, Let fate decide the rest.
Once in awhile you get shown the light, in the strangest of places if you look it right
What do you want me to do, To watch for you, To see you through? A box of rain will ease the pain, and love, will see you through.
Non-churchgoer s tend to see Christians as takers rather than givers. When Christians sacrifice and give wildly to the poor, that is truly a light that glimmers. The Bible teaches that the church is to be that light, that sign of hope, in an increasingly dark and hopeless world.
A poor man defended himself when charged with stealing food to appease the cravings of hunger, saying, the cries of the stomach silenced those of the conscience.
I would lying if I said I would laugh in the face of death.
What great thing would you attempt if you knew you could not fail?