As the worship leader uttered these words, I beseech thee Lord, let me see your throne, I beseech thee Lord,

Betrayed by her own father because he thought she was not good enough to get a man for herself. She

She did not pick my calls. Neither did she return them. Her face was in my head. Something was not

I like fruits a lot. Visiting the fruit market gives you a chance to pick out fresh, good looking fruits

I was ready to meet her. My contact had stringed everything together. We had to be discreet. We took all necessary

Sometimes God takes us through unmarked paths. Not necessarily because we need to offer help but for our own good.

I invited her into my room. For one who was close to my heart we have shared fond memories, times

”Not because I am worthy. Not because I have gotten it all right. His grace have kept me thus far.”