This is dedicated to all the Little Queens- With the Golden Stone! Here I Stand~ In the realm of a courtyard, searches one with costs, Like a Spirit of sort seeming to be lost! At the edge she stands alone, he finds, City sounds awaken, the castle chimes. Arise the steward the task is given, Senses the soul, a bridge needs some fix-in. Oh little one I detect such Fear, If such the case, “WHY” you here? With thought, the little kings castle, oh such a place, Absence my words, like they have no space. What eludes me most, is where the Nobel not lives, But the silence of one, yet such claims some give. All seems quiet, by the living water they sit, A hand reaches out; a stone so fits. Castle and the hand, her eyes never leave, Words at last, oh so small to all I see. Connecting of the Souls, the steward now sees, Says with a whisper, a little like you, a lot like me. With a stone of her own, the steward not bothered, Surrounded a sea with jewels it was, said my father. Resembles of a rough life, a stone edged of sand, Smoother your path is, tumbled in Gods gentle hand. A stone, a path a life turns inside-out, Now place thy palm under His living water spout. Look closely, listen softly, feel deeply, says the Steward with glee, Like a newly polished gem, shiny with sparkle, now I see. The secret of the stone found in the hand of the living, Resides in Castle’s walls little one for times of giving. A stone, a life a path He leaves nothing to roam, Open doors await, here we stand, neither alone. Like a cornerstone of the castle, promising never to leave, It is now the belief through faith you must conceive. In obedience and surrender little stones, father makes a new, Through His love and Grace connecting souls just like you. With invitation He today reaches to take your hand, Guiding you each step through promises of a better land. Even in tough times of silence, He can give you joy, Creating a destiny and purpose like a child with a favorite toy. With the best of intentions give God your soul, The steward so knows, He will make you whole. Morning garden walks and talks with Him I do for the coming day, Peace, Hope and Love fills my cup, brightening my new way. Cared enough for me one day on a cross He lay, Today that same God comes for you, wondering a soul to say? At this door I stand for all who come to me, The cornerstone of your life, in such faith one finds thee. Your amazing love that comes for me, With such Grace and Forgiveness how can this be? Asking only to accept the invitation, the open door, Yes, Lord I stand, in HOPES of life never known before. Forgive your past I pray for thee, Knowing I walk with you in TRUTH that sets one free. A path started with just one stone, leads straight to my castle you now can call home. With walls made of Gold from the great I AM, A Cornerstone for you, now to say, “Here I stand!” - Greg Ryan with M. Davis
Posted on: Mon, 05 Aug 2013 04:18:53 +0000
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