restoration comes after the sack cloth is removed.

Kem G. Lowery (1): "I believe it is time to take off the sack cloth and put on the silk. I have lived the past few year with sack cloth on because of things that I did not choose, I do not believe my FATHER wants me to live in a spirit of morning and sack cloth when through HIM I am part of a royal family and deserve silk. David the king when his child died removed the cloth and ate. I must accept the death of the past and live today"

There was an old man that lived alone because one day he had lost his song.

There was an old man that lived alone because one day he had lost his song.

He had had his song so vary long and thought, never would it ever roam but

to his dismay the song left one day.

He looked around to find the song but it had moved and was gone.

He had loved this song for so vary long that to lose it, he wondered what had gone wrong.

He missed his song and had said that he would never sing another song for this song alone had sat upon his heart’s throne.

He mourned and cried and thought he would die. With every tear in his eye beside his bed he sighed.

He had noticed other songs but they just did not have the right tone.

There was one that was a young song that had tipped toed across his throne but it too was not his tone. He missed the young song but knew she would find a better song for her throne.

He had learned to miss his song and to live his life alone, even though the joy of his life was gone because of the loss of his song, the little song that they wrote together would always make him feel much better.

This little song had such a sweet tone that it made everyone want to sing alone. The little song lived not at home but long long long which made the man moan.

The man had hope that his little song would one day be home and both could sing along with a new song where neither would ever have to roam and be alone.