Showing posts with label help. Show all posts
Showing posts with label help. Show all posts

Friday, February 17, 2012

This is all I ask....

Create in the moment
A moment of clarity,
A moment of truth.

Show me the way,
The way to live,
The way to love,
Vibrant, pure and closer to you.

I don't know,
No... no, yes I do.
Transition me from the place where I am
To a smooth existence, a bright light leading others, that are like me confused, to you.

Help me;
For, the choices are many,
but my decisions are few.

I'm told that I am a rare precious creation, a jewel...
Your child created, specifically with a purpose, by you.

However, I'm confused, and instead of clarity...
I run to drugs, lust... the addictions that I use.
My spirit yearns to do what is right,
but it's my flesh that has me do what I know I should not do.

I know that I'm his wife...
that he should be the affection of my life,
but my mind, my eyes, my femininity
shows me and tells me that
there are so many other loves'...
lusts to choose.

I say, I'm going to do the right thing.
I bought a replacement for my pawned wedding ring.
Then, I wonder if I'm being true to myself.
He asked me if I was in love with him, I told him no.
Oh God, I need your help!

Create a moment of clarity.
A moment of truth.

Show me the way,
The way to live,
The way to love,
Vibrant, pure and closer to you.

Then, after that...
Give me the strength to follow your instructions through.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Humbled

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Lead me, guide me, & teach me your ways.
Lost in life, love, and lonely...
Bless me with your presence... give me purpose filled days.

Enable me, recreate me, and take over me.
You know me better than I know myself.
Heart-ached and broken, but not too far-gone
that your mending hands can't help.

I render it all to you...
My soul, my life, my dreams & desires,
and not to mention my hopes too.

You know my pain & how my heart is discontent.
Yet, I trust you with my entire being.
I accept my plight and however it is meant.

I pray for those who oppose...me... and hope for my downfall.
I rest in knowing that you are my saviour, redemer, and to whom
in good times or trouble, that I can faithfully call.

It's in Jesus Christ name this I ask and pray...

Lead me, guide me, and teach me your ways.
For I am lost in life, love, and lonely.
Bless me with your presence... give me purpose filled days.

Amen.

~Flowriter

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Help Required

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Painfully known the lack of love shown.
Knowing that I should leave, my heart bereaved.
Unable to move, the muscles in my heart torn.
Always on my knees begging the Lord please...

Enable me.

Stuck in the mist.
Pecked on the lips by an empty unfeeling kiss.
Wondering if...this is all that life has for me.
Yet, I still have hope.
But, it's getting harder to cope.

Oh Lord, please enable me.

Affection...gone.
Tenderness...amiss.
The act of making love...
Replaced by meaningless sex.
Oh Lord, I desire so much more than this.

Enable me.

Empty touches.
Cold stares.
Words devoid of love.
Thoughts of the future lack care.
Where to go from here...
I'm unaware.

Enable me.

~Flowriter

Thursday, January 21, 2010

HAITI

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Havoc Assumed, Injuries Tally Insurmountably
Hence Another Injustice Turned Inside
Mothers, daughters, sons, Fathers all praying...
While watching love ones die.
I see the disaster from miles away
I'm untouched, but still I cry...

For Haiti.

Hungry, Angry, Ill-treated, Thirsty, Impoverished
Humanity Assimilated the Irksome Task Internationally
Ardously to mend the cracked earth, to heal the wounded,
to bury the dead,to distribute medical supplies, water,
and ensure hungry are fed.

GOD, please help Haiti.

So easy to ignore
When it's not happening to you.
But, how can you not be affected...
When all you have to do... is turn on the news.

Look at Haiti.

Bleeding and crying
Starving and dying
Homes destroyed
U.S Troops deployed
Dead bodies laying everywhere

How could you not care?

Just imagine if it was here
And not way over there.

Your home destroyed.
Your loved ones gone.
The necessities that you need to live...
On someone else, you had to rely on.

Would it be different if it were Your country
and not some distant place?

Where, when you walked outside,
the smell of dead, rotting flesh, in Your mouth,
left its taste.

Where, You are the one walking around
searching for Your lost son or daughter.
Not knowing where Your next drink is going to come from
because of contaminated water.

Think that there's not much You can do?
I say, do the best that You can.
Can't help monetarily?

Drop to Your knees, bow your head, and fold Your hands.

AND...

Pray for Haiti.

I Am.



~Flowriter

Monday, January 18, 2010

BLOOD

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Rubies drip.
So precious, like diamonds & coal.
Streams & rivers of heat
Glistening, shining, burning from the soul
Emitting flames into the sky
Like burning black gold.

Taken for granted by many.
So desperately needed by few
Pierced, mined for, sought after
Oceans of souls nectar.
Wading through the water with a pan
Hoping for a match, the perfect nugget for two.

Easily transfused.
Used.
Abused.
Misused.
Diluted and polluted.

Our precious resource depleted.

Earths' blood.

~Flowriter

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Moving from F.O.G to C.O.G

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See the vision.
Hear the heart.
Journey the path.

Once again, it's time to start.

Tear drops and petals of love.
Seem like the murmurs of old.
Peacefully free,
Spreading my wings... like a dove.
Soaring through the air,
Expressing my love... with my pens' blood.
Soulfully done in the dark,
Awaiting a new horizion.

Once again, it's time to start.

Releasing my vision.
Correcting my mind.
Submitting unto HIS will.
Remaining humble
And
Give HIM HIS praise and glory...
Everytime.

I once was in the F.O.G
Just a Friend of GOD.
But HE transformed me,
called me HIS child
Made me a C.O.G in the machine of life
cleared my eyes
And through my talent,
I try to lead the lost to Christ.

At times, it's truly hard.
That's when it's time to start,
moving righteously with heart...
as a true...Child of GOD

~Flowriter

Monday, January 26, 2009

Thank You for being YOU!

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I’m not the only one that needs you by the side.
The devil is strong and in this flesh that is weak…I can’t find anywhere to hide.
So, it’s in you that I confide. That in my soul that you may reside.
Comfort me in the good times
and in the bad that I always seem to find.
Remind me of your love.
Embrace me with your touch.
Teach me long suffering & patience
And don’t give up on me, when I give up on me
And say enough is enough.
And LORD,
When my heart hurts and the pain doesn’t go away
Let it be you that soothes me
And gives me the strength for another day.
All that I have, I feel that its been lost
All that I held dear, like a thief in the night
They’ve taken away, left me to pay the cost
I know I have you
So, I won’t give up hope.
Many of us are trapped in satans rope, plagued by false truths
He tries to choke out our lives by tightening his noose
We need you to provide us strength and the courage to pull through
It gets hard sometime LORD
I thank you, we have you

~Flowriter

Monday, November 10, 2008

I Submit

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I Submit
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Through all the hard-times that I have been through
My faith has never been shaken.
For I know, although I may sin,
I'm forgiven
Never forsaken.

My life has been engraved in the palm of GOD
And by the blood of Jesus...I'm a new creation.
One that is cherished, that HE hold precious.

HE directs my life,
blessed my marriage,
and all I have to do is have faith in HIM
and uphold his commandments.

Therefore, HE is my center,
my spiritual mentor,
my guide through...
For I know HE has a righteous path that HE plans for me to venture.

So, although times may get hard,
I will never quit.
I give all the praise and glory to GOD.



I submit.


-Flowriter

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Simply L.O.V.E

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Look Onto Victory Everyday.
Learn Others Value in Everyway.
Live Obediently, Vouch Eagerly.
Listen Openly & Valantly to Everyone.
Love Oneanother & Value Eachone.
Lend Openly & Volunteer Ethically.
Love the Omnipotent one Veraciously Especially.
Simply Love.
-Flowriter

Monday, September 15, 2008

Only the pen understands.

I was told... seek and you shall find.
Ask and you shall receive.
But see, I'm mentally blind and I do have hope, but it's hard to believe.
That this is only a temporary problem
And the pain that it causes, makes my soul bleed.
I know in the end, I'm going to have to make a stand, be a man.
I want security...financial and physical A love that's unbelievable...without any games,
but that...

Only the pen understands.

So as I bleed my soul from pen to page
Battle the onslaught of troubles and try to control my rage.
I just submit my will unto GOD and regardless of the outcome, give HIM all the praise.
Because, at least this much I know...
I'm only going through
And there will be brighter days
Not only that, long ago...
I placed my life in HIS hands
And that, like this...
Only the pen understands.


-Flowriter

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Make Me Yours

May your hands be great in size & deep as a cup. So, that I may pour into them my burdens, sorrows, & sadness… Until I fill them up. Take away my troubles and transform me like water into wine. Abolish my loneliness, be a constant companion by my side. Be my light throughout life and my guide for all time. Place structure into my being & peace into my mind. At my time of emptiness, let Your embrace take hold. At my time of weakness, let Your strength empower my soul. When I begin to wander, take me back to my path. Assist me to your goal. I guess what I’m saying is… Lord, don’t leave me alone. Don’t leave me alone. Guide me down this road, lead me to Your throne. Make room for me in Your palace. So, that I may call it home. For, alone I roam through this journey called life. Expectations, there are many… Yet, sinful deeds seem to be all that’s in my plight. Open my third eye and righteously correct my sight. Take away my will and replace it with the mind of Christ. Install ambition into my spirit as You take control of my life. Take away my breath and let enter Yours. Guide my spirit to the keys of locked doors. In my time of temptation, may You inspire me to keep my essence pure. I guess what I’m saying is… Lord, make me Yours. Make me Yours. Amen.

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