I am just a messenger, sent here from above.
A simple common man, no glorious beams of light.
Don’t try to understand me, you’ll only get confused.
Don’t try to keep me blinded; my tears wash away the darkness.
Search your heart and soul, the answers are all there.
I can only hope to show, how the message changed me.
A simple messenger am I, a story teller and magician.
A comic, actor and musician
Always searching often finding.
In His glorious ways I travel, I have been here before.
I know the past, live in the present and look forward to the future.
Blessed Days and Humble Prayers to you my friend.
To give oneself title on their own behalf
Is the same as stealing your possessions.
It is worth nothing
If it is self giving.
September 18, 2008 11:30 AM
© BAS …:}….
In His Majesties Service:
The Book of Habakkuk
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