FLARE on GOD 95 At times the direction of God seems slowBut once arriving at His place for usWe see all the training thereinIf we hold our peaceAnd allow the Lord of Host to shape usWe’ll become a fine vessel of craftsmanship Others are Reading Army Poem #09: Old Photograph Red Reign Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Through the Trees Answering the Call – the Roadmap The Darkness Did I Hurt You as Much as You Hurt Me? Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * seven + 5 =