Baskadia

I'll Never Forget

When i Miss her..... And write down my feelings.

I FORGET PAST GLORY

Since when I was called Into the kingdom, then the ministry The sacred ministry that is five-fold And I was transformed to an apostle Graced to be brave, bold I've walked some not few miles Persistently, consistently staying the course I've gathered for myself some laurels Overcame a lot after understanding Satan's wiles He's now beneath my feet like floor tiles Yet I still do not lose the focus Of that great ultimate prize The diadem's far ahead, heaven is the crowning's locus So I'm fixated on

Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn

everything is romantic just the difference in perspective

The giver!

The one who keeps giving non-stop ends up alone !