No word but holy
thats what I will say
If I were asked today
to convey who you are
No word but holy
if I had to choose
one word describing you
I'ld use no word but holy
I love to worship you (4x)
Repeat
I bless the name of the Lord for where I've been, where I am presently, and where He's taking me to. These past few weeks have been so trying and at a point in time I gave up....but really that's what the Devil wants you to do.....to give up and neglect God. But God in His infinite mercies called me back to Him.....I am His child and He is my father and that's why He's still holding on to me.
Just as Psalm 23 says....the Lord is definitely my Shepherd. In the midst of all these hassles, tribulations, circumstances and wateva word I can use to describe it, He has proven himself to be true and faithful, time and time again. I just can't thank Him enough. About two months ago my dad was taking me to work......cuz I don't drive.....being fearful is not a good thing at all.....well back to my randomness....on our way to my destination the brakes on his car failed and at that moment I thought it was going to be over. I was scared and didn't know what to do or say....I really don't know how it happened but God saved us because what would have happened would have been so fatal. God didn't let us down. Immediately after the whole thing I texted my sister saying "I thought this only happened in the movies, never knew it could happen to me. I thought I was gonna die." When I told my mom about what happened, the first thing she said was "couldn't you shout J-E-S-U-S" I looked at her and just smiled cuz at that moment in time I was still in total shock.
As if that wasn't enough, a couple of weeks back....after the first encounter....my dad and I got into an accident.....again....we were on our way to the greyhound bus station cuz I had to be at school for an event the next day. Immediately it happened I called my sister and all I could do was cry....I was just so tired of everything. She calmed me down and she was like "this is not the time for tears jst begin to pray"....this is my younger sister if I may add. The cops came along and wat not....my dad's car was towed and around that time I looked at my father and I knew there was something wrong. He didn't look so well and I panicked, went over to him and asked if he was okay and all he could say was that he was feeling sick....mind you this is the man who was feeling so well when we left the house that morning. Everything that happened at this time happened so quick....as I held him by the waist, I just felt him slumping down. I began to scream for help and immediately, tears rolled down my eyes....I couldn't control it. The foolish cops in their cars just watched me yelling...as if I was going crazy. I was so scared and I kept saying "my dad cannot die, it's not yet time." After about 7 mins one of the cops got out of his car. The paramedics came and he was taken to the hospital. They found nothing wrong with him, which was a good sign. The only thing was that his blood pressure was extremely low and it's usually high.
I just thank God cuz it's only by His grace we survived that day. For the month of June and July....Lord I thank you!
