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 February 26,1990 Stalked: A Coyote Hunt Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Wishes Differences Poem About Mature Innocence The Decline of Cartoons Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published.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 * four + 8 =