Lord lead me, illuminate Your path before me. That I may walk boldly in Your love, spreading joy to everyone around. Let me be the light in every room I enter, that others may look at me and see You shining brightly through. Your love is more beautiful than I could ever be. Help me to become the person You created within me, not the person that I think I can be, I matter only in Your Kingdom. For You I’ll do the work You called upon me to do, but I must keep my eyes on You and You alone. Let Your grace rain down upon my spirit and fill my bones with Your goodness. Fill me up with Your love until it overfills my soul and spills out every where I go. When people encounter me, let them be reminded of Your amazing sacrifice, and how You saved us all up on that cross of Calvary. You are my Jesus Messiah, and I am so deeply deeply in love with You ❤
There are days I sleep in. Other days, my Lord wakes me so we can talk. These are the most precious moments for me. I hear His soft voice like a whisper in my ear, “Arise my child.”
My times with Him usually happen in the early morning hours. My God is with me always, but it’s the early sunrises that we have our most intimate conversations. When all is peaceful and still, He comes.
I want to be the thing that you miss
Remember the time that we kissed
When I whispered your name
We got lost in the rain
And the storm chased us into the abyss
Can I be your friend…please
Can you not hate me anymore
I’m sorry for the idiocracy
Of my youngin days
But do you believe
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Early morning the sun rises. Laying in bed with a naked soul, I begin to stir to life. I push the covers down to my ankles, and stare at the heavy white curtains that cover the windows, keeping the world away. Sadly, they are blocking the beautiful sunrise as well. My bare feet touch down onto the worn carpet. Reaching for my pack of smokes, I light up my life. Tired from the night before, but ready for today. It sure has been a long time living life this way. Opening the cupboard, I grab a shot glass and fill it with Jack Daniels whiskey. Only the best for me. Tilting my head back, I sip the strong liquor and let it warm my hollow insides. I make my way to the refrigerator and take inventory for breakfast. Light beer, salsa, chips, and a styrofoam container filled with a mysterious meal. Playing it safe, I reach for the can of beer. Cracking it open and chugging it down like water. There you go buddy, time to come to life now.
I remember the night you revealed it to me in a dream. A young girl full of sorrow, there I lay on my bed, crying out to you like I so often did then. As I surrendered myself to you completely that night, a deep sleep came upon me. That’s when you came to me in my dreams, sweet Lord.
Maybe I spend to much time with you. Maybe I’m always wanting to breathe the same air that you breathe. Maybe when we’re apart, I look up into the sky, and thank the heavens that you and I share the same blanket of stars. Maybe knowing that somewhere in this world you stare at the same moon that I do, brings comfort to my soul. Maybe you are my breath, the one that God sent to restore life into me again. Maybe you did. Maybe you believe differently than I do, or maybe you have your own views of what you mean to this world. Maybe I will always see you for who you truly are, an angel. Maybe I scare you with my words. Maybe I know no other way to be. Maybe this is just me. Maybe this will always be me.
I went back home this past weekend. Sometimes I need that trip back home so I can re-gather my strength. The streets of the ghetto were covered in ice and slush, and every corner I turned seemed to be colder than the first.
You were in my dreams again last night. I’m not even surprised anymore. It’s become a familiar dream now. Since it happens so often. I sometimes wonder are my dreams just a fiction of my imagination, or does it all mean something deeper. I struggle on the edge of a fine line between wanting to believe all that is meant, yet restraining myself just enough so I don’t fall over the cliff, and go plunging into a darkness unknown to me. But when I close my eyes, and see you as real as love itself, it all feels so right.