The Glorious Day: by Laura Grace
Once there was a girl a very long time ago.....
She dreamed of having horses and on a ride she'd go........
and then she dreamed of having friends, as many as hear heart could hold...
and then she dreamed of writing songs, that all would turn to Gold.
Once there was a girl a very long time ago.....
She dreamed of having horses and on a ride she'd go........
and then she dreamed of having friends, as many as hear heart could hold...
and then she dreamed of writing songs, that all would turn to Gold.
and she dreamed of travelling and seeing what she could see
and singing songs that would lift up souls, helping them get free.
Day and night she practiced, and learned 1000 songs
wanting to encourage and wanting to belong.
But she never seemed to quite fit in, she didn't understand it
She tried her best to learn the rules, and whatever was demanded
Year after year after year went by, and she did whatever she found
If songs can't be sung then hearts could be won
and lives could be turned around.
So often she found such very hard ground and prayed until night fall came
Begging and pleading with her savior above to take away their pain.
Finally she realized on one glorious day
the seeds have to find good soil
she finally arrived at a place in her life
Where life was not endless toil
"Your Yoke really is light" she cried with delight"
as she sat at the master's feet!
Now her opened up eyes- and ears "tuned to the wise'
are not ridden with pains of defeat!
I can be a seed sower and can water them too!
She exclaimed on a glorious day!
Oh thank you dear Father I thank you so much!
That we really can "live" what you say!
Now she gets up each morning and looks at the sky
and she knows way down deep in her heart
the secrets of God are not hidden at all
To the ones who will be: "set apart."
-that girl was me
by Laura Grace January 6, 2015
and singing songs that would lift up souls, helping them get free.
Day and night she practiced, and learned 1000 songs
wanting to encourage and wanting to belong.
But she never seemed to quite fit in, she didn't understand it
She tried her best to learn the rules, and whatever was demanded
Year after year after year went by, and she did whatever she found
If songs can't be sung then hearts could be won
and lives could be turned around.
So often she found such very hard ground and prayed until night fall came
Begging and pleading with her savior above to take away their pain.
Finally she realized on one glorious day
the seeds have to find good soil
she finally arrived at a place in her life
Where life was not endless toil
"Your Yoke really is light" she cried with delight"
as she sat at the master's feet!
Now her opened up eyes- and ears "tuned to the wise'
are not ridden with pains of defeat!
I can be a seed sower and can water them too!
She exclaimed on a glorious day!
Oh thank you dear Father I thank you so much!
That we really can "live" what you say!
Now she gets up each morning and looks at the sky
and she knows way down deep in her heart
the secrets of God are not hidden at all
To the ones who will be: "set apart."
-that girl was me
by Laura Grace January 6, 2015
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