For a year I heard a voice,
speaking to me and making me listen,
I simply had no choice.
MUSIC & MINISTRY the voice would say,
I heard it constantly night and day,
Day in and day out the voice would call "MUSIC & MINISTRY",
Aggravated, frustrated and finely fed up with the voice,
I raised my voice as I screamed out,
MUSIC & MINISTRY, Father what does it mean?
God's reply took awhile,
but I had left my prayer with a smile!
I knew in my heart that MUSIC & MINISTRY was just the start,
I could feel it in my heart that there was something more,
Something that just wasn't there before or from the start of prayer,
The voice had suddenly changed when I passed by a Catholic Church,
The voice had the began to cry "PRIEST"
I could not deny no matter how hard I fought and how much I tried,
The voice I heard was of heavenly tones,
It was calling me to become a priest and to walk with Christ and Christ alone.
For several months I had fasted and prayed,
The more I fasted and the more I prayed,
The more the Spirit validated my calling to become a Priest! Keisha!
Everywhere I went and all the people that I had passed
Inevitablaly someone had always asked Are you a PAST, PREACHER, MINSTER, PREIST OR FATHER,
NO, no, no and no. my resounding word I gave,
This is the tale of the time that I had hear the Call of heaven most dear,
A never ending voice and very loud echoing in my ear.