No matter how strong the storm is, I will always soar with you my lord. You are my hiding place I always find rest and peace. You' ve brought me thus far since my child hood. The devil wanted to steal my life when I was One Week Old. But If he couldn't manage me when I was one week old, never will you. I will soar with you my Lord. I am destined to be with you. Wherever the storm blow us so longer as you are the boat. I am not worried about the destine because your destine is always the best. I always call you my best freind, my sweet heart to whom I share with my inner secrets. I love you My lord.