when i share what has been given to me

the river inside flows fast and free

allowing the Father to work through me

the banks just overflow

the blessings that i seek are framed in those faces that have a frown turned

upside down and move from defeat to hope

the joy that comes from blessings shared are many times multiplied

and are enjoyed much more than kept to myself

gifts that aren’t shared become shackles

let the river of your soul, disembogue