Prodigal son’s

While waiting for God’s timing.
I will keep on rhyming.

I’ve come out of hiding.
Stopped all the fighting.

Now God has got me shining.
Joy fills my air.

For Jen the fair is now aware.
God’s Love surrounding,
forever binding.

God’s blessings, abounding.
Part of God’s army.

Full Armour of God
Protect the outside.

While God’s Holy Spirit,
on the inside
Fills me up, builds me up
and takes the enemy down.

May Your Kingdom come
And Your Will be done.

Lord, come to earth,
God’s precious SON.

When Lord,

You say.

“OK, IT’S TIME!”

“Now my children, Come on home.
The work is finished,
My prodigal son’s.”