I see men as trees walking
Some trees bear fruit and provide shade
While others never realize why they’re made
And when God comes to eat of them
He finds only brambles and thorns and then
They’re fit only to be burned
Forever burning, never learning,
They were made for His pleasure
To please Him is the only measure
We should define our lives with
Is He pleased, is God happy with you?
Is He glad and excited that He made you?
Ponder the answer now before your life is through…



Mar:8:24






Love is…
A song meant to be sung as a duet
Love is…
A journey meant to be taken together
Love is…
A treasure that only has value when shared
Love is…
The colour that paints our days
(and makes them worth living)

And love is the prize that makes our lives worth giving away