LOVE TOUCHES EVERYTHING. I feel that love is spread round me in every object l can see. I see it in the trees around. I feel it in the table wood.
Each one tells me a story that to my old past it can relate. I saw the trees when a sky bird on branches green came down to land.
I saw the table when my friends sat round it and outstretched their hands. They ate with love that in me crept to make the table permanent. BY JOSEPH ZENIEH ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ____________________________________
TRACING MY EARLY CHILDHOOD I passed beside the site of my old house that my dear father was so glad to build. I looked for buildings that were licensed then to tell me now where my first years were reared.
There, my young parents were in early years of their pure marriage that for them was dear. They were so soft and gave me all their time, and their warm underwings witnessed my cheer.
That was when l first learnt my Lord's full care seen through the hands of parents weaving love. They...
NO REASON TO FEAR A THING My Lord, You are my Guard; none frightens me. The earth is where all problems we can see. That counts on what we think and what we do. Your kingdom needs strong faith as You could show.
You were exhaling life on your harsh cross, but were so tranquil and You prayed for those, who found in You a threat to their belief as You could raise the dead and give them life.
You are Who conquered death, which we all fear; to Your disciples You could reappear. If my great Lord made me not care for death, how...