FLARE on GOD 95 At times the direction of God seems slowBut once arriving at His place for usWe see all the training thereinIf we hold our peaceAnd allow the Lord of Host to shape usWe’ll become a fine vessel of craftsmanship Others are Reading Broken Rose FLARE on GOD 116 Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Stupid Girl: A Poem of Self-Criticism After Causing Emotional Pain FLARE on GOD 110 Loving Each Other What I Learned from the Viet Nam War Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Prove You\'re Human * 2 + = three