Zory's Cucina

He trains my hands for war; my arms can bend a bow of bronze. 2 Samuel 22:35 He has trained me in the circumstances, the places my feet has walked along the trenches I have fought, In the experiences I have been, through glimpses I have seen; He has prepared the way, so that my steps be light with the understanding, It is never my fight, Nor with sight but in the belief, My strength is in Him. To where I go, though I cannot see, Through His guide I believe. Zoraida Clemente-Spahi

Today I feel, I fear, cry and deny, I waver, I believe, I doubt; Unsure of what is in and out. Lord, I need a hand! Open the heavens, throw me a line. I'm drowning, don't let me go! I'm desperate to hold on. I have to trust in You, there is nothing left to hang onto. There is nothing in front of me that can gaurantee security. You are the one who secures me, Man fails me every time, In your arms I am secure, You are mine. Take this alabaster box, My precious valuables, everything I got, They are not certain in my hands, Let them be my offering. You can care for them more then me. Take this heart. all though it's broken, it's all I got. I trust in You, You are my friend, even when I'm not. Take my hand stretched out before You, I'm fragile, but I'll hold on. As you get me through this storm. The wind may blow hard, and the road may seem uncertain, but as long as You are with me, I will be like that tree, blowin...