Feels Just Like Heaven... What A Sunny Day!

The morning brings newness.

The morning brings mercies.

The morning brings possibilities.

How good is God to unfold his arms of supremacy and kindness, guiding a rising sun to be place in the heavens for your benefit? How good is God to step into HIS vision for your life and grant another merciful day for you to cultivate in the power of destiny? This destiny… your destiny begins in the morning.

Every morning holds the element of possibilities and attempts to love again… fight again… be whole again. Don't let the sun go down and rise again without paying homage to the invisible God of mercy and compassion. Don't let the sun rise on yesterday's regret and shame, for this morning you can start all over again. Somewhere on earth a man didn't wake up this morning. Last night a woman closed her eyes and drifted to the hereafter, but you woke up. You have a chance to shine just like the morning sun.

It's morning time on my side of the planet and I am happy I have a chance to be the man God's called me to be… flaws and all. And in the spirit of mercy and in the power of today's sunrise I bid you…

Good Morning!!!

A Song 4 You!!

We never seem to find balance in our lives because we busy ourselves in the structure of satisfying our taste for indulgence and spend little or no time searching the plan for our destiny. After we've done all we know how to do to teach people to treat us well, we seemed to be treated the similar, yet, in a different fashion. It's almost as if we restrict peace because confusion is so common in life we've become accustomed to it's presence. We literally friend restlessness to accommodate the craziness we have to live in. Maya Angelou, wrote, "the bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song." Therefore I sing…


The harmony and melody of goodness is a song that should be playing on the cords of our souls. I've found my way of wording life is a gift and not a talent. It's a cathartic release of remedy for the world and a cushion under the hardheads of our flesh. I'm finding my voice is a not a talent, it is a gift and power unto itself and a beacon of hope in life's restless situations.

Knowing this I sing...

I sing to counteract the hysteria of the wants and drop a word of peace in the need.
I sing to love you and adore you because I know your greatness lies in your understanding and not in your satisfaction.
I sing this: you are not alone, I am here for you, because I am.

I'm am one that...
Understands you
Wants you to be all right
Wants you to prosper
Understands your struggle
Know your battles
Partakes in your suffering

I want to be your friend
I desire to be your confidant
Hope to be your brother
For I am always praying for you

So I sing a song for you
A song of sympathy
Not because I have the answer
BUT BECAUSE I HAVE A SONG