I woke up today pretty early to my stomach turning over and my head pounding. Instantaneously I sat up in bed fully awake. After trying to sleep for the past 4 hours i started praying and this is what came out.
I only share things such as this because I hope that as a community of believers you are either encouraged or can encourage me in the process we share to seek Jesus.
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The insigtful words I say, be them few. Are fading quickly.
Closing my mouth to hear nothing but my head.
I find naysayers, ”Nel” sitting in the foyer.
Like a hint of green in the sea of brown.
Like a hint of tea underneath the ground.
The miner she remains,
Digging ever deeper,
Choosing to look the other way.
I am, what I am not.
Or at the very least I aim to be.
Still I cry out for grace.
The very exhibition of ”this” makes me a likely cause.
God lead the way.
I request at the whole to bring joy peace and life.
I implore and beg. I kick and fight.
Still I find the false outlet.
The ”Enemy’s” delight.
I wake up every morning fighting the wrong right.
I wake up every evening dreaming about light.
