Insecure, unsure, I came to you
Wondering why you’d thought of me;
Still not sure of what I was going to do
But, there in that small room, I felt free.
Through you His love was all around
I was to speak about that love;
That we’ve all been lost, and we’ve been found
I knew it would only happen if it came from above.
You told stories that spoke of pain,
Faithfully, you told us when life was dim;
You told of rainbows after the rain–
Saying the rainbow AND the rain were from Him.
We were taken from our struggles
By the laughter you brought,
For a while forgetting our troubles
In the light of happy thoughts.
All your voices in song–
I thought how it blessed God.
So beautiful and strong,
We gave Him applause.
Again, He whispered, “It’s not about you,
Just trust Me as they have done;
I can speak through a mule,
Just open your mouth & talk about my Son.”
Thank you, Intown girls, my friends,
for inviting me into your love,
Reminding me His faithfulness never ends–
That all good things come from above.
6 minutes of Praise…BE BLESSED!!: