GOD IS LOVE Red is the roses, v iolets are blue, Yet my heart w ill stay true to You. Yellow is the sun, grasses are green, You're more than anything I've ever seen. You were the builder of light and dark, You've done it all, and never in part. Why shouldn't I be like You? His love runs like an ocean, And it flows down to my heart. I see the beauty of Eden, From which its splendor cannot depart. His love blossoms like flowers, And they make my whole life glow. I feel the presence of Your power In everything You own. "Love one another a s Jesus loves you", Won't I show kindness i n all that I do? For if today we decide to look beyond the cover, And remember the question, "What are you doing for others?", Then we would be compelled to certainly make it A better food for the miserable mind, That is much sweeter than malice And the hate that thrives. God is love! And love is from ...
Whenever I look up to the sky,
And see the sun moving with time
And feel the wind and the breeze
And hear the noises all around me,
I must see a plane soaring past,
A plane cutting through the air so fast;
I must gaze at it in amazement,
And wonder to myself with consistence
When I would fly a plane with excitement.
The aeroplane travels across the world,
Its speed and beauty it greatly unfurls,
And the magnificence of its wings
That fly quicker than the sound they sing.
Its wheels you can never see,
They're hidden from sight effectively.
Skillfully designed, with parts and all -
The greatest thing I ever saw.
Then I go to bed and I dream
Of the one thing I would love to be:
I'm a pilot, and I'm flying a plane
With the need to fly people as my aim.
It's like for the sky I'm the king
And I control the plane as I please.
Immersed in the air and over the cities,
The result where my ends are meeting.
Listen up, my dearest friends,
The world is at its very end.
The plane I'm talking about is Jesus Christ,
My only transport to heaven up high.
So when the Plane lands on that big day,
I wanna be sure I'll board without dismay;
And one day return to witness a remake,
Of this world of sadnesss, sickness and hate.
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Posted by Oluwatobi Chinedum Ayeni
First written January 2018
Photo by Cameron Casey
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