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When fear of the resting place looms

I am comforted that my mind returns to love

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Blessed

Money and respect gives me a high

But it does not compare to God’s Love

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I find great comfort in his compassion

And his promise to the everlasting

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As I sit in my room contemplating the future

Nothing brings me more tranquility than Him

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I am born of sin and immorality

And battle my desires everyday

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But I know that He is with me

Through the thick of it

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When I write from the Heart

My greatest feelings and concerns

The anxieties and my dreams

It is through Him that I am eased

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I am afraid of ridicule

And I hide my faith

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I know this hurts Him

I ask forgiveness for my cowardice

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One day I hope to be stronger

To show my respect without fear

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Until that day comes

I will continue to pray

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I Love you Lord

And I give my thanks for your blessings