Here's the Truth

Okay, Listen, I've been angry today,
I'm sick of every door slamming in my face.
I'm tired of my brain being in such disarray.
I'm ready for one thing to fall in to place.

You said to be honest, here is my cry.
I'm tired of this mediocre lifestyle.
I want to spread my wings and fly.
I want to live a life worthwhile.

This asking and waiting has gone on too long.
I don't want to rest anymore.
If I wait I am lazy, if I move I am wrong.
I feel like a prisoner of war.

I'm ready to move please pave the way.
I want to feel alive.
I can't wait one more day,
To journey the plans that you contrive!

Sinking

      She stands silently staring intently into the reflection of her soul. She studies it's every feature. There's a flicker of light in her eyes. A flame so dim that could cast but only a shadow. She feels trapped. Her mind races, begging to escape. The prison is all too familiar. She's been there before.
     The picture held before her is merely a film of memory. Time she will never get back. Time that has slipped past to be captured frozen in front of her. She touches it if only to get through to the other side. If only to transport to another realm.
    She screams.
    "God help!"
    But only echoes remain.
   The image before her burns to an ash in the palm of her hand. Tears begin to bellow from within her heart. She looks around frantically as if to find an exit, but no doors remain; no windows; no life. Darkness caves in like an avalanche and envelopes her like water.
    She's sinking.
    She's drowning.
   Her lungs pulsate for air. They ache like a bleeding sore. Her prayers begin to take form of a bubble that rocket away from her. She reaches to catch them. She tries to hold on to the life that slowly starts to surface. She wants to reach the top. She wants to breathe.
   The flickering flame begins to ignite from beneath her. She scrambles around to try to swim to the bottom. She needs the light. She can't see.
   Her lungs scream for air. Her eyes cry for light. Her soul begs for answered prayers. She can but only travel in one direction, in which none hold life without the other.
   She clenches her fists in one last attempt to reengage. All her strength begins to dissipate. Slowly everything turns white. All is silent. All is still.
   Her heart...it beats. She hears the faint drum. That rhythm was all that she needed to persevere. The instrument that God plays within her body.

And she begins to float to the pace of the beat of God's time.

Who I Am

I'm not a toy, a trophy or a tool.
I am a rare gem, a diamond, a jewel.
I'm not a mat for you to wipe your feet,
Or a thermostat for you to yank up the heat.
I won't be defined by what's in my past.
I won't hide behind the shadow you cast.
I am my own person, creative, unique,
An elegant sculpture, a beautiful antique.
I am forgiven, washed clean from head to toe.
I use the faith that He let me borrow.
I am a compliment to the atmosphere.
I will not destroy who I see in the mirror.
I hold a secret weapon in my heart,
A bond so strong you can't pull us apart.
A power so mighty and divine,
A gift unwrapped that is solely mine.
This weapon I use will never fail.
It's the air I breathe, and the air I exhale.

My Child

Your hands are small compared to mine,
While you're wishing on stars, I'm making them shine.
Your eyes see clouds, mine see past,
Everything you do, I can surpass.
Why do you question as if I don't know?
You act like my presence is but a shadow.
I am the Way, the Truth and the Light,
Your flickering flame, I can ignite.
Open wide, I will fill you up.
Take this bread, drink the wine from my cup.
There's nothing else that can satisfy you more.
You're the one my heart yearns for.
My grace is sufficient for every mistake.
There's abundant comfort for every heartache.
Come, lean on me and I'll hold you strong.
In my kingdom is where you belong.

Perservere

I'm crying out with a roaring plea.
Though I'm perplexed i do not quit.
My hands are raised and I'm bowed to one knee.
Releasing all that I've kept secret.

My streaming tears leave a path of stain.
I call upon my shield, the lifter of my head,
Begging for Him to take away my pain,
To cover me in the blood that He shed.

He is my refuge and strength, my help in time of need.
Holding my hand through every trial and test,
Healing my wounds when they bleed,
In Him i find my comfort and rest.

Though my world's a chaotic smear,
I take the shield of faith and begin to fight.
All the darkness begins to sear,
While I'm holding His hand tight.

As the tears begin to subside,
And the peace settles in,
My soul no longer tries to hide,
The beauty within.

I emerge from the past that led me astray,
And shake oppression from my heart.
I humble myself and pray,
And thank Him for my fresh start.

To: Satan From: God's Child

You can not have it
For it is mine
I will not submit
It won't be fine
Stop your yelling
Your raging fit
There's no doubt telling
This war is legit
Your tricks won't trip me
Your lies won't work
My heart is ready
To wipe away your smirk
I know your rotten scheme
I know your foolishness
I know your constant theme
To make my life a mess
I won't give in
I won't stay back
Your voice speaks sin
Each time you attack
And that little lie
I used to believe
I'll never again buy
Whatever you perceive
I'm through with you
And the death you give
This whole time you knew
You weren't going to let me live.
I stand my ground
Armor in hand
For I have found
A greener land
I walk upright
My pace is steady
I'm willing to fight
I'm on guard and ready!

He Waits

He stands before me with an outstretched arm
With a watch upon His wrist
He silenced the alarm
And checked time off of His list
I stood stubborn with my hands tucked away
With a grimace upon my face
I decided I'd rather stay
Than walk at His pace.
He said not a word, but just let me be
To figure out this lock
In His hand He held the key
That would demolish this road block
My heart was so hard, my eyes were so blind
I couldn't see ahead
The search for freedom was hard to find
Without Him my hope was dead.
He patiently waited for me to awake
And grasp hold of His hand
The choice was mine to make
He simply drew a line in the sand
On one side was life, the other death
The key could be mine
One side healing, one side strife
Now which side of the line?
He didn't push or make my choice
He let me decide
He encouraged me to use my voice
And set all fears aside
I looked up to view this male
How could He be so kind?
I was imprisoned and He helped my bail
All release papers He signed
I looked down at my feet
And saw the chains of bondage break
I no longer felt the defeat
Of a life the devil tried to take
I took the key and stood up straight
And me and death parted
Since He paused His watch, I wasn't late
My time He restarted
"Why, sir, did you wait so long?
What if I didn't come?
What if I chose the wrong
And let my heart go numb?"
He smiled as He embraced me tight
And kissed me on my head
He touched my eyes and gave me sight
And this is what He said,
"A shepherd searches for His sheep
And protects with all His might
But ultimately He can only keep
The ones who choose to fight
The battle's tough and tiresome
Extending in length
But call on me and I will come
And clothe you in my strength
My love is patient, My love is kind
I promise never to boast
When you take this key, you willl find
My heart yearns for you the most
My word is valid, My promise secure
My love is never stale
Of one thing you can be sure
You I will never fail!"