
Trusting Writer
Oh, writer, take caution and sharpen your sight, For glitter and glamour can trick you by night. Not every shining offer is golden or true.

Oh, writer, take caution and sharpen your sight, For glitter and glamour can trick you by night. Not every shining offer is golden or true.

“I’ll join when I’m ready,” aspiring writers will say, “When my words aren’t so silly, clumsy, or gray.” But here’s the big secret, the truth

Some preach for money or to shine in the crowd. They use charismatic speech and shout very loud. But truth can’t be traded for fame

The world shouts, “Only do what is socially allowed.” But peace doesn’t come from the praise of the crowd. To live life to its fullest

When the Spirit is leading, I wonder where I’m going, But I don’t have to worry, for God is all-knowing. Where the Spirit is present,

I once had a rut that I drove every day, The same old routine in the same tired way. I kept plodding forward, but my

There once was a man with a satisfied grin, Who said, “I’m doing fine, okay with a little sin. I’m basically good. I’ve climbed high

I used to jump in with all my thoughts on parade, Before folks had finished the points that they made. I’d answer so quickly, so

I thought I could do it. I thought I was tough, My plan was quite clever—until life got rough. I steered my own boat through

I once had a story that I just had to control. Words were my kingdom, each page my goal. I slaved and polished and revised

Although one chapter closes, another begins, With new joys to harvest and fresh souls to win. The waiting room’s gone, but the mission remains— To

The world is loud with endless shouts and songs, With screens and schemes with rights and wrongs. So many voices are filling the air— But