The walls were strong. She had a talk with the Lord one day. Only quiet was heard. "How can I, Lord? Something stirred so deep within. The walls torn down. This is dedicated to both sources of such a wonderful love, 12-20-03
Martha's Moments With The Master
let me assure you that God is not a respecter of persons.
If He does it for one, He will gladly do it for another.
Only trust Him!
The walls built high.
No one seemed to care.
No one to see her cry.
Listen to what she had to say.
"Lord, will it always be like this?"
"For I have not the strength to go on this way."
The Lord uttered not a sound.
Suddenly,
a gentle breeze came drifting all around.
Twas then she heard Him speak so clear,
"Trust Me, My child, My precious, My dear."
You must tell me this."
She felt His touch.
She felt the brush of His kiss.
Life began to rise.
Could this be love again?
Oh, time will tell.
"But you must trust Me."
The dust will clear.
Toppled by a miracle
that conquered all her fear.
Oh yes, she trusted Him.
And once again,
love does live here.
the Lord and the Love Giver.
You both will always have my heart!
