August 8

When I think of all those who were strong, who have protected my treasure in God for so long.

The leaders in the Lords battle, as some looked after my crops and cattle.

To many for me to count , only the Lotd knows the true amount.

Surrounded by those who were wise, to give me such very good advice.

As l wanted so much to build, a temple where Gods glory would be filled.

But I know it could not be so. For the Lord has said no.

For where I stand , constant fighting has been in demand.

But God has given us his Son, so heaven on earth will one day come

It is he who will build a peaceful place, where all can meet God face to face.

From his riches he will give. Far more than where we now live.

The place of our Lord, where we can live in accord.

To the righteousness he gave, as l live far beyond the grave.

All these riches that are now mine, will point to my God divine.

So the next generation, in their situation, will be filled with adoration.

Mark. 4:26-41

God is the farmer I am the seed, it’s a mystery how I can grow to lead.

That many would gather together, to glorify God forever.

Yet now l have to face this storm , feeling forsaken though in Christ reborn.

I cry to the Lord please awake, he says for goodness sake.

Don’t you realise too , God is always with you.

So as he makes still the wind and waves, so I will be still and believe what his word says.

I had to admit surprise, for he is so much more than I realise.

Ps. 119:25-32

Lord now I look like a fool. Perhaps one day it will seen to be cool.

For l desire above all, to be totally faithful.

Determined to live for you, in everything I do.

Prov. 20:25-27

The promises to God you make, must never be foolish, or shown to be fake.