Bearing My Faith

….I will follow all the days I remain beneath the shroud, bearing my faith, where I’m protected.

Bearing My Faith 1

Walking as though to follow my prince, the footprints by the rejuvenated waves has once again returned to the annoying noise of things I forgot. All that remains are memories that fill my heart, as I sit alone waiting on my coffee. Smiles consume my spirit now. My yesteryears of illusions and nightmares now give way to answered prayers. Grateful to God, my life I owe to God’s never undying love for me. So, I come to the altar of time where all I can do is praise His name, bearing my faith.

Under a cloud of interpretation, my soul now climbs with determination. My strength to conquer the unforeseen comes to the forefront. It is He, my Lord in heaven, that shall help me up as now I am responsible for two.

Bearing My Faith 2

Love….no greater army shall defend my title. Though the sun may not always shine on our shoulders, God will always abundantly umbrella our hearts in stormy weather.

Tired, I travel with my cross to bear as the scars of life have left their mark. Now imperfect, I limp, carrying all the love I have to fight the demons which have tried to conquer my past. But God, our Father, has kept our boat from sinking. As we give Him the faith he so richly deserves, I recognize I’d be nothing less than a meal beneath the sea without His love.

Every day, I travel upstream to spawn my creativity….a gift I cannot return but rather share it with the world. God, again, has miraculously saved me! And in the clouds of the unforeseen, the GPS – my heavenly Father – I will follow all the days I remain beneath the shroud, bearing my faith, where I’m protected.  Amen.

 

 

Author: Dana Bicks LLC, Author

What you are reading on my website is the result of a miracle from God. I am not a writer, though I am a messenger. God took a very dyslexic guy from Severna Park, Maryland, who never read or wrote a thing, and told me I was going to write messages to share with others. I do not have a degree, and English was my poorest subject. Trust me, it's only through God that I write. As you read, understand that we all have the ability to receive the gifts that Christ would like us to have, gifts from God. It happened to me, it can happen to you. Let God enter your soul and rule your spirit!

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