Through not fearing the ‘try’, I have been able to experience the closeness and intimate relationship through prayer that God wants to share with us.
I've fallen flat on my face in desperation. Yet, I've walked away from those secret moments believing in His power, but not trusting in the change I was praying about.
To the men that take my son onto a field of fire. To the men who teach him football, about a winning desire. I take a moment to thank you, before my God and King. For though the field was meant for battle, you showed my son the greatest thing.
We want this peace to permeate the land, for every man to be treated equally, for every kindness to be offered to every individual- unless you don't agree with their opinion. Then everyone better grab a shield and duck from the word grenades and insults that are thrown like flaming arrows!