Lesson1:
Sometimes
one of the hardest things to do is to move on in the midst of defeat. Sometimes
we get distracted in the midst of the now, but I have come to find that there
is nothing too hard for God all in his perfect timing.
Everything
that happens is for a reason. Storms and then happiness are all in life’s
seasons.
Keep
Moving On
Me:
Lord,
I been sitting here alone
Cried
most of the day
Thinking
of the hours
I
can’t repay
Thinking
of the minutes
That
I let slip by
Thinking
of the seconds
That
were ALL a lie
My
story, my past
I
can’t put to rest
A
life of trials, temptations, and
Never
ending test
How
I made it?
I
wonder how…
Shouldn’t
I be dead or insane by now?
God’s
Response:
Baby
girl,
These
are just the things that came to make you strong
When
you felt like you couldn’t make it
I
was there all along…
How
in your heart
You
thought all hope was gone
But
I woke you up the next day
Provided
you with grace
To
keep you strong
You
kept going
Seven
years later
Blood
still flowing
I
have made you
The
young lady you are
And
my love for you will continue to soar
You
wondered why I took away
The
guy you once loved
You
just knew he was sent from above
In
your eyes he was flawless, faultless, and knew what to say
Buy
you had no idea
That
in his heart deceitfulness and trickery lay
And
when he cheated
You
were hurt
Blinded
by infatuation
Feeling
sorry for yourself
Thinking
you were less
Girl,
know you are my anointed and blessed
But
your answer was revealed with time
Couldn’t
you see
My
favor was upon you
And
I’m still molding you
To
be all I want you be
Me talking to God:
I
understand…
I
can’t change my past
But
my present and future isn’t denied
Never
taking anything for granite
In
the midst of my pride
Wanting
to do better
After
each mistake
Saying
despite the odds
“I
will be great.”
I
begged and pleaded to you
For
another chance
My
prayers were answered
In
the midst of my test
…I’m
alive…
Still
breathing…
So
let it all go
Simply
keep my head up
Do
my best
No
worries because God
I
know you will do the rest!
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