We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Gentle music from the Lord, strong thy ministry, lift my burdens by The Word, troubled heart to free. Gentle music in the air, crickets, toads, and flying doves past my sightless stare. Night can't quench His Love. Gentle music, Christmas songs, comforting the heart, which for Heaven daily longs, that angst-free life would start. Gentle music in my ears, sweetest moment's peace, loosing me from all my fears in His kind release. by Jay O’Toole on April 26th, 2023 |