(Tell of the Lone Rider)

I am a molded figure made from the dirt of this planet given life though the breath of my creator, I am man.

This is just a form a shell that house the real me. The real me you can not see but you can feel if you open your heart.

I am a believer of our Savior Jesus Christ, and I walk his path daily so many times I have turned from the path only to have him carry me back.

For he is my Protector and Savior I am blessed with his love.

I am me blessed to walk in the light of the Lord all the days of my life.

Who am I?

I am a warrior, born from my mother’s worm fighting for life.  A son carrying the burden of his fathers before him.

I am strong and proud yet meek and full of love I am my Mother’s son.

I am what my father wanted me to be. For he is gone now, and I am alone.

Alone to carry on, to carry the torch of our faith. For both were children of my Lord.

For who am I

I am the Lone Rider, but I am not alone, God rides with me everywhere I go.

So, when you see me riding down the street know that I am not alone.

Join me and feel the present of God and be blessed by his presents for we are not alone.