Sunlight on my plane ride back home. Yes, I put some color in it but the sunburst is real. |
I am here
The chains are broken
I am here
The chains are broken
He was singing with a gospel group, leading worship in our church. He had a nasal voice but powerful...kind of reminded me of my son, Jake's voice, except this guy was black and had long braids. The song was building with the bass and drums.
I am here
The chains are broken
I am here
The chains are broken
Then I hear Bo's phone buzz....AHHHHHHHH!!!! What is the rest of the song? It's nothing I have heard before and now I cannot get that part out of my head.
Of course, I am thinking of other parts.
I am here
The chains are broken
No need to fear
The chains are broken
Maybe I should go to my sister who can write songs that will speak to you for years to come. I am not the songwriter in the family. My older sister and brother have been given this amazing gift and I stand in awe of their abilities.
But there is a chance that this could be a message for me and I just have to keep singing it so that when I need it, it's there...a part of me...ingrained in my spirit...spiritual food for the day of battle.
It isn't a surprise to me that the song would be a Gospel song, sung by a Gospel group. That is the way our church worship flows. I guess I will write these lyrics on my board in my office until I feel a release of the words.
If these words are for you too, share with me if God gives you the rest of the song.
I hope you have a great day. Free of chains and fear. Knowing that wherever you are, God is there.
Be Blessed!!
Me, Henry and Juliana at her birthday lunch. |
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