When the Lord puts something on your heart.You do it.Wade,here is my poem.I guess I'm still letting go.Please be kind.This is the hardest thing for me to do.Only three people know I wrote this 14 years ago.My husband,my son and my Lord.No one knows about it until now.I'm not a open person.Some would say,I'm a hermit.But hermits love everyone.My Lord knows my heart.So this is very hard for me.My Lord holds me and leads me on.Thank you Lord Jesus for this journey so far.

Him 

Gates of pearl

streets of gold

walls of jasper

He is king of kings

Lord of lords

On his throne

He is alive and well

stand on His word

He will make you strong.

Crimson flow

washes white as snow

down on your knees

you're not alone.

His spirit abides in you

his holy temple

by his hand he leads you home.