Sowing seeds of kindness Kindness breaking down barriers Barriers disappearing into streams Streams flowing into laughter Sowing seeds of laughter Laughter erasing all sadness Sadness
The fields are white, white to harvest Harvesting the lost souls, souls earnestly searching Eternity is forever calling, calling for mortals Focussing on important issues,
On this journey of life We make many encounters Working colleagues who desperately need the Lord Conceited family members sensing no real urgency Fair weather
I am a flightless bird This is my plight in life But I am not discouraged For I have a long neck And acute eyesight
His awesome silence Allays the soul His beautiful silence Blesses our spirit His calm silence Comforts our heart His deafening silence Dramatises His presence His
The Gift “T’is the season to be jolly”, they say But what is there to be jolly about? The true meaning of Christmastide is lost
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