Skip to main content

Transparency

"Transparency: no matter how much stuff is blocking up your well, There is always someone who can see EVERYTHING!- Type.Classy


I really don't have much to say about this one. The quote above pretty much tells the whole story. So instead of a long story ill say this prayer. Father God I come to you with praise upon my lips. You are so holy and faithful. So wonderful and true. You are everything to me. I give my entire life to you so that I might be a light to shine in your glory. I ask that you renew and restore my mind daily. Order my steps and guide my thoughts. Conquer my mind so that I may be more like Christ day in and day out. I thank you for the Holy Lamb. The blood that saved my life. I believe forever and always in that blood and its everlasting power. I plead that very blood over all those that need it right now for healing deliverance and protection. I believe with all my heart and confess with my own mouth that you are my Lord. Its in Jesus name I submit this request. Amen!

Truth Is

I don't want to hurt your feelings I just want to you too see the truth.
And truth is I'm quiet cause I desire to represent strength.
I don't want to be conquered by conversation that never took the time to get to know me.
Using similes to explain what I was like but don't like me.
Truth is I was the only one fooled by the illusion.
I created an imaginary world.
And God understood the message behind it all.
He knew what every object represented and passed the knowledge on to a select few.
I hated it.
Too many hands all up in my pot tryna get a hold of my gold.
Yes it shined.
But it was still dirty.
It kept me uncleaned and in bondage.
I was bonded by ideas I created and got mad cause He wanted me to be free.
Little ol' me mad at God for offering me a get out of jail free card.
I knew I couldn't make bail.
I didn't stand a chance in court.
I wanted freedom.
His way just wasn't what I pictured.
I wanted vengeance.
I mean I was the victim wronged by so many.
It was their fault I wasn't free in the first place.
The cycle was suppose to be payback then freedom.
He didn't want to get with my program.
And I almost sat in jail just to have my way.
Truth is God is more than a super hero.
He didn't just save my life. He gave me life.
Jehovah Jireh He provides my needs first and then blesses me with my hearts desire. Jehovah Shalom He commands my situation to be at peace or gives it directly to me. Jehovah Nissi I am a solider in His army. His name alone grants me victory.
Jehovah Rophe just a touch of your clothes and the pain is gone.
Immanuel You will never leave nor forsake me.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Next Stop: Liberty

So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed. - John 8:36 "It is the hurt that breaks me it’s the pain that pulls me to my knees and the tears they’ve changed me til what I couldn’t see Becomes so clear to me This is the way The way that you love me" - Anthony Evans Where do I begin? Its been a long 2 months. I went through every emotion there is. I cried more than I slept and prayed more than I breathed. I was isolated from every single comfort zone I faithfully rested my head upon. All I had was a mouth to pray and hands to praise. It was just me and God. And though I know He would never leave nor forsake me I had never felt so alone. I felt abandoned and cut off. The dreams I had grown so accustomed to were no where to be found. The very gift through which all my answered prayer came was out of service. I felt like my prayer was in vain. I started to focus my mind on other things. I begin to rely on people back home to tell me what God was saying. I patiently...
2 comments
Read more

Challenge Accepted: My Scars

A couple days ago a fellow blogger and sister of mine issued a challenge. The challenge was to write a blog on why I show my scars. Once I read the challenge I knew I had to participate. Sharing my journey through writing has been a source of healing and freedom not just for me but for those who read the blog. Ever since I started this blog I have had the support of Rhachelle and I am truly grateful for that. When I bought my first pink my scars tee from her RN brand t-shirt collection I promised myself I wouldn't put it on until I was ready to speak freely about everything I had been through. Needless to say the shirt is in heavy rotation and I can no longer be silent about how Christ rescued me. I hope that you all enjoy this post and decide to take the challenge as well. Check out rhachellenicol.com for more information on the challenge and rnbranddesign.bigcartel.com for the my scars t-shirts and her other ministry tees.  I show my scars because I was never good at putting o...
2 comments
Read more

He Gave

And he gave me hands. Hands to write the vision and make it plain. Hands to wipe every tear as He counted the blessings they would bring. He gave me feet. Feet to walk in the path he set before me. To run this race and endure all that comes my way. To jump over and walk through the valley of the shadow of death. He gave me a mouth. To shout the praises of a living king. To worship the glory of the holy lamb. To move the mountains to new places. To conquer the spirit of silence. He gave me life. Became who I am so I could be who he is. Laid down so I could stand firm. Cried out so I could dream big. Stepped down so I could be set free. Broke chains so I could serve him. Passed down the letter and canceled it through grace. He gave me love. Love to overcome breakthrough. To nurture bring life and survive. To rebuke loneliness inspire and grow. My King My Saviour My Redeemer who is patient and kind. Keeps no records of my wrongs wont delight in my evil ways protects trusts and...
2 comments
Read more