Seasons of my Journey
for Hillsong...
I, am a soldier of battle. I live, therefore, I train. Those that have come before me, mentors. My weapons; truth, compassion and faith. I was wounded. But now I am back with a vengeance. I fight for the underling. My arsenal consists of kindness, humility, and above all else, love. My allies, are you. The battlefield is time. The war is long and drawn.
The Generals I follow are courageous and knowledgeable. Born to lead. We make camp on the 7th day. Fortified by truth and steeled by faith. We shall know victory. For it has been forseen and promised. And we shall arrive as one. By crossing the bridge of unity. I cannot dictate the battle nor withstand the fate of mortality. But of this I know; I am protected by the shield of the cross, I am loved. And when I retire this world, my reward is to rest with The Father, and be granted evrrlasting peace. So take my hand with your heart, and cleanse my soul, and believe, in the power of prayer.
Amen.
