Inspiration From Isaiah (7)

I’m on the path of the Alzheimerian Riding down the road to oblivion, But I know the hearts of the healthy “Will shake like the trees of a forest When they blow in the wind,” While they rest in the arms of the winner Who won the race for every sinner. Got confidence while lookin’ at the fog; He who died for us is strong! It’s not our own strength or ken That brings us back to life again. ‘Twas His wits and His death That saved us and makes us clean And sets our eyes on that surreal scene Honoring holy skills and proficientness Above that lowly rocket science! We’re tuned up for that heavenly trip Over life’s troubles and worries to skip!

0630 on 23 Sept., 2022