Angels without wings

12/03/2016

Amen little children

06/21/2016

Happy Father's Day in Heaven my friend

My beloved spake and said unto me rise up my love my fair one and come away .for low the winter is past the rain is over and gone the flowers appear on the earth the time of the singing of birds is come and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land . The fig tree putteth forth her green figs and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell arise my fair one and come away o my dove thou art in the clefts of the rock in the secret places of the stairs let me see thy countenance let me hear thy voice for sweet is thy voice and thy countenance is comely take us the foxes the little foxes that spoil the vines for our vines have tender grapes my beloved is mine and I am his he feedeth among the lilies until the day break and the shadows flee away turn my beloved and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
In loving memory of my friend Furman Wilson

07/16/2015

Good morning lord i so want to talk to you I know I'm not supposed to steal but I need to steal some much needed time with you o my lord forgive my weakness I already feel your presence makes me weak at my knees I thank you lord for your precious love how awesome you are I thank you for your protection I can't do anything without you how I thank you for protecting my children mike Teresa Natasha an Kimberly thank you for giving me a godly husband lord help him an keep him thank you for my mom all my sisters an brothers lord protect them and my precious grandchildren father put your arms around them and let all these feel the love of God as I do an lord if they sin against you please don't judge them but let me be the one to take the punishment for them an lord please let Ashley be healed an father please touch sue as only you can lord if be thy will stop and destroy the cancer that's trying to take her life these things I thank you for an plead these requests before the son of God an lord please bless Hilda an touch her Amen

07/05/2015

At hominey valley singing grounds

05/16/2015

My beloved spake and said unto me rise up my love my fair one and come away .for low the winter is past the rain is over and gone the flowers appear on the earth the time of the singing of birds is come and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land . The fig tree putteth forth her green figs and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell arise my fair one and come away o my dove thou art in the clefts of the rock in the secret places of the stairs let me see thy countenance let me hear thy voice for sweet is thy voice and thy countenance is comely take us the foxes the little foxes that spoil the vines for our vines have tender grapes my beloved is mine and I am his he feedeth among the lilies until the day break and the shadows flee away turn my beloved and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.
In loving memory of my friend Furman Wilson