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Thursday, April 12, 2012
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Some days I want to be a writer. And others I just want to rest all day & Pray about getting better. I wanted to be a talented & known Makeup Artist/Hair Stylist but that's probably not in the cards for me, like when I used to wish I could stomach dissection so as to make it to vet school, but its all in the Lords hands. We Plan & Plan our lives and goals ourselves when in reality it's the Lord who knows what's best for us, He will open the right doors & guide us in the right & perfect path. I will just chill and enjoy life as best I can.
♥ Don't stress, stay classy ♥
♥ Don't stress, stay classy ♥
Monday, April 2, 2012
..MY TIME HAS COME..
Seems I can hear a Choir sing
And the gentle sound of rustling wings
There’s Someone standing on the shore
To guide my spirit safely o’er
I hear my Father calling me
My time has come to cross the Sea
I’d like to say before I go
That I have no fear, for I surely know
That the One Who died on Calvary
Removed the sting of death for me
Oh yes I hate to leave you here
For you have been a friend so dear
But surely you will follow me
When it comes your time to cross the Sea
To all my friends that I leave behind
If you should search your heart and find
That I have caused one tear or pain
Forgive me ‘til we meet again
Farewell my friends, don’t cry for me
My time has come to cross the Sea.
~ Arvil Jones ~
Seems I can hear a Choir sing
And the gentle sound of rustling wings
There’s Someone standing on the shore
To guide my spirit safely o’er
I hear my Father calling me
My time has come to cross the Sea
I’d like to say before I go
That I have no fear, for I surely know
That the One Who died on Calvary
Removed the sting of death for me
Oh yes I hate to leave you here
For you have been a friend so dear
But surely you will follow me
When it comes your time to cross the Sea
To all my friends that I leave behind
If you should search your heart and find
That I have caused one tear or pain
Forgive me ‘til we meet again
Farewell my friends, don’t cry for me
My time has come to cross the Sea.
~ Arvil Jones ~
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