Preach Through My Lyrics

I asked to sing... And trust me, my brain meant just that- to sing And the child in me could only imagine the beauty of the art So the One who makes the birds sing Looked at me, smiled and said, "Bring"

The ground began to shake The stone was rolled away His perfect Love could not be overcome Now death where is your sting Our resurrected King has rendered you defeated The happenings of a day like yesterday, more than two thousand years ago is the reason for the celebration of our freedom. He said and did it. Tore down and rebuilt the temple in three days.

Happy International Women's Day! This is for every lady out there... For the one who is at a good place in their journey of life right now we celebrate with you. We thank God with you. Keep winning!!😊😊.  For the one who is going to bed every night kind of hoping not to wake up in the morning... and waking up every day wondering how on earth you will get through another day, you are not alone... don't give up just yet

Ever listened to a song and then after some time you are like, wait, what is this song really saying? The hope of our hearts The hope of our hearts Is you Your Love never fails Your love never fails No wonder Paul would say that He is a prisoner of hope. Where else would you get a sustaining

I want to win wars. No, not the kind you're thinking about The kind that happen deep within The ones against my very self When I'd rather hold a grudge Yet I know I'm called to forgive

I know if You wanted to You could wave Your hand Spare me this heartache and change Your plan... Countless times I prayed for my brother to get well. To be extremely okay. I believed with every fiber in my being that God would surely heal him. I negotiated, I made promises, I begged, I declared... you name it, I did it.

There was this one time I was heading to my place and I boarded a bus at around 6:30 pm. Well, I was not expecting to get to my place by 7 or 7:30 since it was a weekday and wow the jam in Nairobi in such days can be crazy. Given that the bus I had boarded was the one we call, 'za watu wazee', meaning for the elderly