OUR FALL

Holy Holy is the name of our God, in glory and honor his children should trod. Worthy and mighty is His Holy name, in His Spirit, thing's truly are not the same. How well do you know the Father above, in a world of yelling, fighting with a push and a shove. The hussle the bussel, the stress within, we're ready to give up before our day even begins. Over and over each day for you and me, as we add daily, each to their own monstrosity. Blindly we all stumble along our way, bickering and fighting, but do we take the time to pray. We toss we turn when we go to bed, so many thoughts flowing within our head. The mind conceives all sorts of things, but from the heart, the truth it brings. For the heart knows the truth of all, do we listen to our heart's, or with our mind set up our fall....