'My people, what have I done to you? 
How have I burdened you? 
Answer me. '

Micah 6:3 NIV
By the River Thames and a created background. What a beautiful sunny day
'“O my people, 
what have I done to you? 
What have I done to make you tired of me? 
Answer me!'

What a week, and looking at the words of God 
What have I done to you? 
Seeing it in the eyes of Jesus 
No words can come out 

The love He has for us 
He is living and active 
He is full of compassion 
And has every right to punish us

Yet He ask the question!
How can I answer? 
Can the clay tell it Master
How to create it?

Yet we seem to be masters of our destiny
We seem to the look the other way 
We seem to have complaints
We seem to want to mould the clay  

So I dare to ask myself? 
Shall a clay tell it creator what shape is required
For no words are spoken 
Until the clay porter gives it the mouth to speak

And our Master says
My sheep will hear my voice 
I will never leave you nor forsake you
Yet I dare to utter words too good for me

So I reflect on the words of the Creator 
I sit and look at the words and mediate 
I will dwell in the land of the living 
I will dwell in the present 

As in the days of my youth 
You protected me against the rebels
I will tell of Your wonders
You made me walk and the doctors 
Has no words to say but you are lucky 
And I know it wasn’t luck
It was the mighty hand of God 
The healing power of our Lord Jesus Christ
My Healer and Protector 

Examine me, O Lord, and prove me
Try my mind and my heart 
For Your lovingkindness is before me
And I have walked in Your truth 
The truth that is a light 
That shows the way to freedom

It is in You I trust
Be my Rock of refuge 
For words cannot answer Your questions
Things are too wonderful for me
For who am I to even look and answer 
For I do not understand anything
I have heard You with my ears 
And I come to You and repent 
By the blood of Jesus Christ 
Who is the First and the Last 
The holder of the keys of Hades and of death
I repent!

I look to You only
I worship You Lord Jesus 
For I do not fear death because You hold the key
You are the God of all 
I love You, LORD
© Hannah Michaela Vandi

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Have a wonderful day and weekend.
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Be blessed

All pictures are taken by moi and some modify with the help of technology, I mean apps 🙂

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