I woke up to a sting in my stomach,
So painful i felt as thou dead afloat,
Like a drowning stone,
I saw a flash back of unfulfilled dreams,
Disappointed, amazed and puzzled,
My dreams looked at me and i them
But if it were not for courage,
I would have given up to the night.
Life can be so unfair to the kind,
It twist your wrist and twist your mind to delirium,
Breaking to pieces all love in your heart,
Taking all the blood and tarnishing all hope,
As bold as bad circumstances,
Be more bold.
To face the cross,
To cry the bloody tears,
And not quit if you should,
Get nailed, there lives a bigger plan!
There is a plan, no devil knows,
There is a picture, no mind has pictured;
An emmosion yet unfelt,
A dream dreamt by your creator,
A purpose designated to prosper you,
A tear of joy,
Is just a breathe away
Breath, be alive!
Be resurrected in Him.
I woke up again in this heart
And I knew, I just know
I am made for greatness
And nothing will hinder me
I am resurrected in Him
Life has a way of hurling its garbages at us, especially to the kind and loving – so it seems. Yet, in the midst of life vicissitudes, when the unexpected sour juices of lemon pour on the open sore of our emotions – sores caused by no wrong of ours but in our strive to offer love – we must trust God for the creativity within love to turn life’s lemons into lemonades. We must be as the the florist who strips the thorns off of the rose without harming its petals.
Another breathing word from you, Gotname. Thanks for your beautiful heart.
WOW! Awesome. Thank you for that uplifting contribution.
You sure write beautifully. Keep up the good work. 💝
Thank you Ma