Lord, this life you have given me I surrender to Your will. I ask that You come and enable me to be still. To listen to Your voice and let You have Your way, That I may encounter Your love each moment of the day. You gave me life that I may breathe, Your plans and Your purpose was so that You could weave, All that I am to bring praise to Your name, lifting You high and bringing You the fame. What was it my Lord that made You love me so, That You surrendered Your life so that

Holy Spirit are you there? I remember that day that seems so far away, When I called and asked if You are really there, Then come and show me that You truly care? You came and you filled my room with a glow, Telling me that You had so much for me to know. As I bowed my head and waited to hear, I felt Your presence so very near. That day was the beginning of my life with Your power, My desire was to yield to Your Spirit by the hour. I didn’t always allow You to have control o

It feels unscripted— That You entered the world in a humble home, While angels sang gloriously and heaven shone. It feels unscripted— That You walked this land,even on water, Healed the bleeding,restored a daughter. It feels unscripted— That You, with no sin, upon a cross would die, For one born in sin, to gain eternal life. It feels unscripted— When nails and a tomb were more than enough, Yet love prevailed,  You came back for us. It feels unscripted— When the mouth fails to

A poem by Grandma Anne