The Great

She was finally there
   Here it was, Judgment Day.
She wasn't sure how the day had come so fast.
   Mixed feelings consumed her mind.
          Heaven or Hell?
Her mind kept pondering...
   Happiness, when she thought of the great "I Am."
   Sadness, when she thought of those past dirty deeds.
          Good or Bad?
There they were again,
   Those questions.
Had she acted as a servant?
Or was she selfish?

                    The line to judgment moves forward.

She becomes anxious,
   her fear grips every thought.

                    another step in the line.

Her palms grow sweaty
Her heart begins to pound.
   Tears of sorrow and helplessness
        begin to fall down her once rosy cheeks.


"I could have been better!"
   She screams this out loud.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!, I'm so sorry..".


But it's too late now
   and she knew it.

                    She is now first in line.

The great book is opened before her.
   She tries looking for her name.
        but she can't find it.
She falls to her knees.
   and begins to weep.



Suddenly, a voice speaks
   "Do not cry my child."
                    The great hand turns the page.
   "Once you asked for love,
        and I gave it to you,
        just as you loved me.
   You also asked for salvation,
        so I wrote your name
        on this page here
        ...I remember."

Raging Inside

Jealousy is a bitter beast.
Placid inside it waits to feast
upon my heart, emotions, my peace.
Devouring thoughts it creates assumptions.
Corrupting my mind,
it’s hard to function.

Oh jealousy where is your root?
The place where you started,
the beginning of your fruit?




Remember: love is not jealous. Be love.

Perservere.

Persevere.
We need to adopt the attitude of this:

“we are determined to win.
We’ll fight them until hell freezes over,
and if we have to,
we’ll fight them on ice!”
-unknown


it’s only after we persevere through our trials; that we are truly rewarded.

Motivation

I have come to the realization that my problem lies within motivation.



                              To feel alone, but knowing you’re not, is a

                                                dark battle inside the heart and spirit.






The insecurities of these unSUREities are overwhelming.






                                                                                           …i need you

It's YOU vs. ME

For too long I have listened to this deception; your lies.

No longer will you whisper thoughts of mediocrity.

I’d say you force fed me, but as a weak puppet I took hold of the spoon and devoured each lie, one by one.

Slowly I became a nobody. A gray face going about their day.

Too long have I allowed you to grip my life.

I am a CHILD of the LIGHT

You can’t have me anymore

I am a MEMBER of the RIGHTEOUS

You can’t have me anymore

I am a WARRIOR of the TRUTH

YOU CANT HAVE ME ANYMORE

Get your filth off of me! Take back these chains that weigh me down.

You have no place here.

I AM set apart. (Jeremiah 1:5)

I WILL do great things. (Philippians 4:13)

I AM an overcomer. (Luke 10:19)

I WILL change the world. (Jeremiah 1:10)

I AM not alone. (Joshua 1:9)

I will rise against everything you are

...you can’t stop me.

FIRE

good-bye ol friend.

I just did something that breaks my heart.


is it right to let go of people who have let go of you?
or is it better to stick it through to show that you care?
...that you'll always be there.
...that you won't change.
...that you're there till the end.
...through the thick and the thin.



I guess that sometimes you have to let things go.
...but should it be a person, or your problems?






suck.

...roo

The anger inside of me rages hotter than any other emotion.
With the feeling of abandonment as the fuel.

It's the feeling of being abandoned by the people I care most about, yet smothered by others so much that it makes me want to be sick.
I want to get out and be alone because I feel alone, but there isn't anywhere to go.

I know that there are people that love me. People who want to listen and help me with my troubles, but I don't want to talk to them. I want to talk to the source of my anger, this bitterness. I want to confide in God. I want things to be the way that they are/were supposed to be.

Life is dry.

I let you in.
I let you in so deep that I can't let go of you.
You made me face my my biggest fear. You've shown me what I hate most. You revealed the feelings that I hated so much; I had forgotten about them until you came along.

Did you ever really care about me? Or have you always been fake? Honestly, who are you? If you truly cared about me as much as you had said, how could you let me go? How could you let things become the way they are?

Empty words fill your mouth like bullets in a loaded gun.
You're locked and loaded aiming to hurt someone
Targeting the heart, going straight for the kill.

You're unhealthy
yet, I can't let go of you
I can't let go
trust me, I've tried
I've tried time and time again
I tried digging you out of my heart
but the feeling of abandonment has strapped you down













...do i seek the approval of man or of God?