This post will not be my own writing....this post is a beautiful piece of work written my someone I consider my own personal angel.....Her name is Lady E and keep your eyes open....she's gonna be a well known person one day!.. Erica continue to spread your message of love, hope, and redemption.....I love ya girl!
I'm living today like it was my last
Taking the time to reflect from my past
I choose to remember the times that I laughed
I'm choosing right now to let go of the bad
So with these words I'd like to give thanks
A lyrical hug filled with love and much thanks
I praise God for you and I thank Him that I
Do not have to live on wondering if I
Was accepted by those who I wanted to love me
In my mid-thirties I finally see that He loves me
He showed me His love when He said I forgive
Then He touched me where it hurt so His love I could feel
So with these words I hope that you
Can feel the love of God regardless of the pain that we went through
Pastor Scales I know that you're real
A man of God; filled with much zest and much zeal
A man of faith and you walk the walk
You're not like others who just talk the talk
You show that you love and you readily forgive
Never throwing people away and I've seen how you live
You stay accountable to God; what more could one ask
You never quit on your dream; God equipped you for the task
So as I live this day like it were my last
I say, thank you Pastor Scales for forgetting my past
Thank you to all my foes and enemies
If it weren't for you I wouldn't know that Jesus was a true friend to me
Thank you God for allowing my son
To show your love to me as so many countless times he has done
You instilled in Daniel a love that cannot be shaken
He has a love that is true it cannot be faked and
He has godly compassion and a real concern for others
I've seen him give away clothes and shoes to single mothers
My son is loyal; he does what he says
He never complained those times I couldn't buy any bread
Even with the small things my son says, "Mama, thank you"
Never once has he cause me heartache, Lord I thank you
He's easy to please; not easily touched
When I tried to buy him expensive things he said, "That's alright mama, it costs too much"
When I ran out of money and needed some gas
The ten dollar bill I had given him weeks earlier; he gave it back and I didn't even ask
God you made Daniel a blessing and all that I ask
Is that you join him to a blessing as I live this day like my last
Thank you Michelle and brother Mike
Thanks for the times you helped when my finances took a hike
Thanks to my aunt and uncle who
Took me in when the state could have claimed me too
I could have been a statistic; just another number
But God touched a man's heart and kept me out of that concrete jungle
Thanks to the ones who made an impact on my life
Only a few and I'm forgetting the strife
Cause I'm living this day like it was my last
And for a brief moment I'm forgetting the bad of my past
I'm pushing it out of mind like sheriff's do evictions
Serving papers on the past like what truth do to superstitions
Just wanted to share what my heart has carefully masked
It's now out in the open; I'm living this day like my last
