It amazes me that some people on this earth need to learn how to let other people into their hearts when there are lonely people out there like me who are just yearning to have someone knock.
The days pass like I'm on some deserted island. What day is it? It doesn't matter.
Happiness is only good when shared.
My God has lifted me out of the pit. I stand on the firm ground, I look, and then I sit.
He has provided me a shelter from the harsh storms. The desert blazes it's sun day in and day out and I am not afraid for the Lord is my rock and my shelter.