Bearing gifts of praise, i come before You. Swimming in the pool of joy, i present myself for the ushering. Third floor Room six was a blend of emotions. Yet You thought me that even in the midst of sorrows there is joy. For on the morn of breakthrough, the cold hand of sorrows touched me. But You replaced the 'loss' with a triumph to prevent my soul from drowning. That is You and what You do is truly amazing. You turned my foes into friends and friends became foes. With You i fight a conquered battle. I am not afraid of third floor room seven because there is my awakening into perefction! Glory to God most high!! Thank You for the royal escort to room seven!







© Vivian Gbewonyo