(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.