A special place created
And though we may not see
It has such great potential
Or a dark place it can be
When left to its devices
It fills with dangerous things
But used as its intended
Great joy and gladness brings
Though modern man likes to say
This place does not exist
And even as we feel it’s void
We continue to resist
We think we’ve left it empty
But bad things lie in wait
We think that we are in control
But evil storms the gate
This place will have a master
Though lonely, not alone
As Darkness takes up residence
And Evil calls it home
It has but one true purpose
A Throne Room if you will
Surrender to Christ Jesus
He Longs Our Souls to Fill
For He gave His all on Calvary
A ransom for lost souls
To call us out of darkness,
To fill that God Shaped Hole
God Bless You richly,
Greg
Author: Greg Fee
I'm a Husband, Father, Pawpaw and Pastor. I love spending time with my grand-buddies. A minister since 1988, I have been blessed to work in several churches around the U.S and currently am blessed to pastor an Awesome Church. I've also had the pleasure of ministering in faraway places while traveling for work. Some of my greatest honors have been the relationships I gained with several of the modern-day Heros of the Faith, the ministering families all around the world.
Several years ago I started working with leather as a means to fight boredom while working in remote areas. It swiftly became a passion that I want to share as well. My plan is to keep spreading God's Love through the written and preached word, through walking the walk, and to keep making cool stuff along the way. Check that out at whisper_n_jack on Instagram
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