Good Morning My Loves

 Do not walk as others walk. Do not have your mind of understanding darkened. Do not let your heart become blind and greedy. Do not be a crowd pleaser. Where you walk, is where you will go. Where you stop, there you will lie. Where you smile, there you will dream. Where you sow, there you will reap. You are not called, to follow the crowd. You are not called, to be like others. You are not free, from the choices you make. You are not your own. Your feet should walk on a solid ground. Your hands should hold, what is your promised gold. Your lips should speak, what edifies. Your body should be, a place of peace. When you pray, you will slay. When you cry, demons will fly. When you dance, all mountains melt. When you bow, angels will bless.

 I heard what you said, about me today. It broke my heart and I felt betrayed. I did not know, you could shoot so well. But behind my back, your arrows, they fell. I trusted you, with my private thoughts. And like a bargain, in your ears were caught. I thought you were my Aaron, friend.... Who would lift my hand, to the very end. You did not think that I would know. About the seeds, you thought would grow. But God, the Lord, had His own time. For condemnation, for your crime. What you did, brought hurt and pain. And I pray for you, in all your gain. For what you planned, for my demise. God turned around and yet I rise. You failed, but still, I hope you see. Your choices shows, how weak you be. For doors you opened, brought you shame. And in your reaping, you lost the game.

So many times we settle for less than the best. So many times we cry. So many times we wish we could go back in time, and undo what we did. So many times we realize, the past can never be undone. In our marriage, we think all would be well. Everything would be just like a dream come true. Only to have our eyes wide open, when reality hits us like a rock. No happily ever after.... No passion..... No romance.... No date nights and dinner and dancing...... Nothing we hungered and longed and wished for, from since childhood.  Life has its ups and downs. It is not always about what we want or what we expect. It is about putting off our party hat and putting on hats of crying.... hats of torment..... hats of sleepless nights..... hats of sweat and toil and labour.  It is in the moments of doubt and fear, that we realize how much, learning to adapt to every situation, costs and shapes us into who we were truly meant to be. Sometimes nothing is as we expect it to be.... but everything...

 I am not perfect and I want you to know. Everyday I mess up. Everyday I fail, in word, in thought and in deed. Sometimes you might look at me and perceive me to be who I am not.  I am not like anyone else. I am just me. Sometimes  I don't have everything, all put together... behind closed doors, I am oftentimes a broken vessel. I am the same person on the outside, as I am on the inside. What you see, is what you get. I will not compromise my values, just to suit your purpose. You may, perhaps, pretend to like me or not, but who I am, is very real.  I have many acquaintances but very few friends. My circle is limited to just an ordained, chosen few. I will always be grateful to God for placing them in my life, because when they look at me, THEY SEE ME..... not dollar signs.... not clothes.... not food.... not anything else but me. If you love me, praise God. If you don't, praise God. As long as Jesus loves me.  I speak with words to edify and encourage and uplif...

 I am a child of promise. And of this I am really proud. For above all the rest, I was put through a test. So today, I can finally rest. With praises I sing, with joy in my heart. For the barren is no longer sad. From deep down inside, I carry the tide. To fulfill my forever guide. When opportunities come, I know it's because.... I waited for the Word that was said. I endured with patience and prayer, on my knees. In honour of the One, who sees. Once when I thirst, I drank from the cup... By faith that my heart might sup. Though bitter at times, I determined to find. The gift that was said to be mine.

I took my time to write to you, because the words were lost. I spent the day doing this and that and did not sit to chat. I spoke to those, I thought were wise and laughed at what was said. Yet all the while, you stood aside, with arms stretched open wide. I walked a lot and felt the heat, of the brightly, shining sun. I saw the waves come crashing hard and did not feel so bad. At times I felt the urge to eat, so I ate what was on my plate. I never took the time to look and see you by the brook. As night drew close, before I dozed, I walked out to the porch. To my surprise, I saw the moon, in the midst of a clear night's sky.  How beautiful to gaze upon, such marvelous display. Of treasures rare, but very dear, from the Lord, who showed much care. I know I failed today by far. And for that, I do repent. For all the while, as time went by, you covered me with style. I pray before, the night is through, that your presence will embrace. The gratitude inside my heart and help me run t...

 When you were sitting under the fig tree..... I saw you. When you were crying and saying to yourself, I  can't go on.....I heard you. When you felt weak and worn and weary...... I heard your silent voice. When you thought that no one understood how you felt, inside your broken heart..... I knew. When you had nothing to eat.... I saw your empty stomach. When you gave up on ever finding someone to love.... I felt your loneliness. When you were betrayed by those you called friends.... I understood. When you lost the will to live.... I felt your heartache. When you didn't want to get up in the morning and face another day.... I knew how you felt. When you were being used and they thought you didn't know.... I knew. When you stumbled and you fell and didn't have the strength to get up.... I was right there. When you wanted to just disappear and go where nobody knew your name.... I read your thoughts. When you just wanted to die..... I knew. My sweet, precious child. There ...