Contrast

 

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What if we had no choice, no voice no reason to rejoice.
Just imagine if living was all in vain.
No pain, no gain, no reason to refrain.
And thinking of what could have been
What if we surrendered to our right, our might, our reason to fight?
Just imagine our future’s the past
Overcast, outcast, never asked and feelings masked
All the while our life moves on.
The secret to success was all in the head, totally dead, completely misled
Just imagine
Can you? Can you? Can you really imagine?
Wraith, no saith, no inner faith
I repeat…no inner faith.
Just black and white, out of sight, no appetite
For what is right!
What if this were true? What would you do to break through?
To get to the other side…
Be amplified, be clarified, be dignified, and glorified, be gratified, and justified, be qualified, satisfied, unified,
Be verified, and testified, identified, be purified, magnified, be beautified
All in the name of the Lord.
In Life, my friend, I recommend,
Never bend, descend nor suspend to those who offend.
In Black and white, be the white, the light, the fight, the fight for right,
Contrast, excite, delight, recite,
For God is our writ of right.

 

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I Have a Confession to Make #3

I have a confession to make…

I notice many things but say very little about it…Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

I think about life and death. Yes, death. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

I can keep secrets but I don’t tell anyone my own.

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes I still check under my bed when I’m all alone at night. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

I don’t like to be psychoanalyzed by those who think they know it all.

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes, I randomly find myself crying because I know I will miss my dog when he is no longer here. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

If blue jeans were against the law…I’m sure I would break it!

I have a confession to make…

Of all the names I’ve been called, Nonnie, is my favorite!

I have a confession to make…

I have a thyroid disease and sometimes life really sucks. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

I would prefer to be called “fifty-something” rather than middle-aged.

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes, people call me Ma’am out of respect but I don’t really like the way it sounds…Sometimes.

I have a confession to make..

Sometimes, I’m uncomfortable going to doctors because I fear what I might learn. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

I am human. I make mistakes. Lots of mistakes. Sometimes I learn from my mistakes while other times, I don’t. I have so many more confessions that are buried within.

I have a confession to make…

I am a Christian…A Christian with flaws. God sees me and knows me. He understands me. He loves me.  He forgives me. His love and grace covers me completely. I am thankful. I am blessed. This is the ultimate confession.

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I Have a Confession to Make…Again

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes I create my own storms and try to blame the weather on others…Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes I am my own worst enemy. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes there are so many moments I think to do positive…but it never becomes an action. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes I give power to fear. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes I wonder if I was forgiven of a particular sin even though I know God remembers it no more. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes, forced tolerance makes me angry. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes, I become stagnant in life and even more in Christianity. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes, unwanted silence makes me uncomfortable. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes I doodle: I scribble on paper absent-mindedly. I also find myself “doodling” in life…Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes, I feel guilty about something but not enough to “fix” it. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

Sometimes, my Bible sits right next to my computer; but yet, I still spend more time on Face Book. Sometimes….

I have a confession to make..

Sometimes, when I sin…I try to convince myself God doesn’t see or hear what I do…knowing, down deep, He does. Sometimes…

I have a confession to make…

I am human. I make mistakes. Lots of mistakes. Sometimes I learn from my mistakes while other times, I don’t. I have so many more confessions that are buried within.

I have a confession to make…

I am a Christian…A Christian with flaws. God sees me and knows me. He understands me. He loves me.  He forgives me. His love and grace covers me completely. I am thankful. I am blessed. This is the ultimate confession.

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Reflections of the Son

A SPOKEN WORD POETRY

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