Open up the doors again.
A new road or maybe an old may begin.
You can do this, you know the game.
Choose to follow all the rules, and teach each to do the same.

Maybe when Peter jump up and left the boat.
He heard Jesus calling, and hoped to stay a float.
Keep your eyes on the Lord and let go of fear.
Hold out your hand and know the Lord is near.

If you fall He will catch you.
If you soar it, he was there too.
If it meant for God to build up success.
Trust in His Spirit, His Love, and Goodness.

I'm going to try once again, once more.
I'm going to open the one I love, my favorite door.
If its in His Will, the best I believe.
Is that all will work for His Glory, deservingly.

I deticate this poem to my faith, and hope.
It's nothing you can touch, through it I cope.
So open your favorite doors in your heart.
Believe in the One who was there from the start.

And just maybe, it is the right moment.
To follow what you want to do, a heaven scent.
Adjust your attitude, direct your nerve.
Believe in God, and yourself that is what you deserve.

Have fun with the idea, support a cause.
Remember the joy and reflect with a pause.
If doing what you love is good for all.
The justice will prevail, if I teach volleyball.

TAB 2/23/08 Just having fun with hopefully a new idea.

Amen

nice

nice

Very wonderful! (((sealove)))

After all he is the first door we had to open for...

Verry nice.

very good

god bless, soul like the sea
jimmy

Very nice write.

LOL, I might have just an option for a sponcer. Guess its time to find a team. Thanks for the encouragement.

Tanya