Every day

Every day, without cease, I will worship You! Some days my worship goes to You in a form of a smile, worshipping The God Who Was.Other days, it takes the form of a song, worsipping The God Who Is.Many times, it transforms in a sigh from deep within, worshipping The God Who Is To Come….

What am I made of?

Some say I’m just a fragile flower born in a war zone. Some say I am a dreamer disconnected from the endless now. Some never understood a single word I said. Some even run away because they think I am a mess. Others seem to think I’m made of rock. Others can’t help but wonder…