My Journey in the Son

By Pat Covington

Who am I? How did I get here? I am an ordinary person. Ive spent my life making decisions and laying out plans. It took many years for me to find out that the plans were already laid out. All I had to do was decide to follow the plans. The plans god had for me. This journey is a struggle every day. But its worth every step when you see whats at the journeys end.

Live for Christ, he died for you.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Mar 17, 2008
• ISBN: 9781467861403

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A FRIEND

GOD SENT YOU TO ME

AND I LET YOU WALK AWAY.

HAD I BEEN THE FRIEND I SHOULD HAVE BEEN,

YOU’D BE STANDING HERE TODAY.

HE GIVES US TREASURES

TO DO WITH WHAT WE WILL,

YET WHEN WE’RE FACE TO FACE,

I KNOW NOT THAT YOU’RE A TREASURE STILL.

THE THINGS WE WANT AND ASK FOR,

WE THINK WILL MAKE OUR LIVES SO GRAND.

WE DON’T REALIZE THAT WHAT WE NEED,

SOMETIMES IN FRONT OF US THEY STAND.

I PRAY THAT GOD WILL OPEN OUR EYES

AND THE TREASURES HE SENDS, WE WILL SEE.

THIS TIME I’LL TRY HARDER

TO SHOW THEM WHAT A FRIEND I CAN BE.

PAT COVINGTON

AUGUST 10, 2007

I FORGOT

I CAME TO YOU

AND YOU MADE LIFE GOOD.

YOU KEPT YOUR PROMISE

LIKE YOU SAID YOU WOULD.

ALL WENT WELL FOR A WHILE,

I KEPT MY PROMISE TOO.

I CHANGED MY LIFE

AND EACH DAY, GAVE THANKS TO YOU.

THEN ONE DAY I FORGOT.

WE DIDN’T TALK THAT DAY.

THEN SLOWLY I BEGAN

TO SLIP AWAY.

I FORGOT THE BLESSINGS

FOR ME, YOU DID BESTOW.

I HAD STARTED

TO SLOWLY LET GO.

THEN ONE DAY I THOUGHT,

SOMETHING ISN’T RIGHT.

I FEEL UNEASY

WHEN I LAY DOWN AT NIGHT.

OH LORD, WHAT HAVE I DONE?

HOW COULD I FORGET THE PROMISE WITH YOU?

YOU KEPT YOURS, CAN WE START OVER,

SO I CAN KEEP MY PROMISE TOO?

PAT COVINGTON

AUGUST 11, 2007

IF FEATHERS WERE SINS

IF FEATHERS WERE SINS AND MY WINGS,

I HAD FEATHERED WITH ALL I’VE DONE WRONG,

I’D HAVE A PAIR OF WINGS

A HUNDRED MILES LONG.

BUT BY GRACE I WAS SAVED

AND MY FEATHERS ARE PURE.

THE FIT WILL BE PERFECT.

OF THIS I AM SURE.

I COUNT MY BLESSINGS

DAY AFTER DAY.

MY FEATHERS WERE CLEANSED

AND I’LL FLY AWAY.

UNTIL THAT DAY,

I’LL KEEP MY FEATHERS CLEAN.

FOR NOW I KNOW

WHAT GRACE AND FORGIVENESS TRULY MEAN.

PAT COVINGTON

AUGUST 14, 2007

I BUILT A BRIDGE

I WALKED UPON THE SEA.

I GAVE SIGHT TO THE BLIND.

I BUILT A BRIDGE

SO NO ONE WAS LEFT BEHIND.

MY LOVE I SHARED.

I SPREAD GOD’S WORD.

AND FOR SO MANY,

MY VOICE WAS HEARD.

BUT NOW I STAND

AND LOOK ABOUT.

WHY WOULD MY CHILDREN

TRY TO SCRATCH MY MEMORY OUT?

THE WORDS ARE THERE.

THEY STAND TRUE.

GOD IN HEAVEN

SET THEM IN STONE FOR YOU.

MY LOVE FOR YOU

WILL FOREVER STAND STRONG.

YOU STILL HAVE TIME

TO RIGHT THE WRONG.

PAT COVINGTON

AUGUST 14, 2007

LOST SHEEP

THE SHEPHERD SEARCHES,

HIS LOST SHEEP TO FIND.

THERE IS NOT ONE

HE WILL LEAVE BEHIND.

WHEN HE CALLS OUT TO THEM,

HIS VOICE THEY WILL KNOW.

IN GOD’S WORD IT IS WRITTEN,

AND I BELIEVE IT TO BE SO.

HE’LL GATHER THE FLOCK

AND BRING THEM BACK HOME.

THERE THEY WILL STAY,

NO LONGER TO ROAM.

IF YOU FEEL AT A