Woman

There is beauty in your scars

Like a road map to your heart

Tear tracks on your face only seem to make

your smile all that brighter

You'd been laughed at

Scorned

Talked about and lied on

Men have raised their hands against you

and emotionally hurt you

to the point they almost killed you

Still you find the ability to laugh, trust, be vulnerable

I admire you

For so long I was covered in hardness

Bitterness had turned me into a callous

and unfeeling person

Now, I am Woman

You showed me that it's okay to feel

You made me comfortable with my emotions

You said, it's okay to be hurt

but don't let it make you into a hurt person-

forever

 

You could be so hard on me

Sometimes outright mean

But if it had not been for you

I would not be a better woman times infinity

You helped me to attain a level of maturity

Many take half a lifetime of trial and error to ever see

You have shaped me into the beauty that you see today

I owe you more than my gift of words could ever say

You stood by me

Even when no one else would

You said "God still has His hand on you"

When nobody else could see how He possibly could

I know you are proud of me

I can see it in your eyes.

I am better prepared

for the trials of life because you cared

enough to put me before yourself at times

I now know what it means to sacrifice

You acted hard,

but you always had

the biggest and most open heart

toward me

My life would be miserable

If I never had met you

 

I know you act crazy just to put others at ease

In that regard you are just like me

In every other aspect of your personality

You are so far above everyone I have ever met

But you never once looked down on me

If anything, you became everything

To everyone

Showed us that you see things from our

Perspective, like you reallly understand us

Only to have us change our own perception

and make us believe we had what it took

inside of us all along

 

I grew because you never left me at

the level that you found me at

Even when I grew comfortable,

You said get up, let's go some more

You never gave up on encouraging me

That's why I have the ability to see

The very best in every other soul I meet

You are as strong as Deborah

As worshipful as Miriam

Regal as Esther

Hard working as Martha

Eager to hear Jesus like Mary was

I can't believe you have no idea.

Meditation

 

Philippians 4:8 Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy—meditate on these things.

Psalms 49:3 My mouth shall speak of wisdom; and the meditation of my heart shall be of understanding.

Josh 1:8 This book of the law shall not depart out of your mouth; but you shall meditate therein day and night, that you may observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then you shall make your way prosperous, and then you shall have good success.

We bombard our minds with tv shows and music

Because we are afraid of what's inside our own heads

Thoughts about death

Thoughts about life

Guilt over whose bed we slept in last night

Our environment becomes noisier the more we seek peace and respite

We say we don't idolize things over God

But sacrifice is not a part of our daily life or repertoire

We want to give

Only what it doesn't hurt to give

We say we want to live like HE did

Willing to sacrifice our very lives for our friends

But we struggle with crucifixion of our flesh

We say Thy will be done, and yet-

We say one thing and do the opposite

We want comfort

We want easy

Living in this cookie cutter

Drive through

Have it your way

Microwave age

Makes it hard for anybody

to understand patience or waiting for anything

Distraction is the highest level of enlightenment

one can hope to obtain

in this attention-starved,

materialistic day and age.

The harder we fight,

the easier it is to forget the sound of His voice

Whatever direction our feet move

is ordained by Him or our own choice.

So, does it really matter, what I reveal about myself?

I stand before you today to say that it does.

I was the chief sinner

more undeserving of Grace than anyone else

Yet as far as I had fallen

God raised me above the ashes of

a life I had committed to nothing but destruction

and-

Today I have life and joy and peace in abundance

I am not worthy, but God is

Why exult myself?

A mere sinner saved by Grace?

Why not give the glory to the One in the most Holy Place?

His Holiness is beautiful, it stems from His love

So rather than my flesh and my skin

I will wear His Blood

They can see me

But not receive me

I have nothing to give.

I had it my way

I found it lacking

I gave up my death so that I can live.

So, I will meditate on His Word

I may not know the latest celebrity scandal,

That doesn't mean my life is not fulfilled and joyful

I will speak life into a faithless situation

Because I know that my Words have power when spoken by Faith in Him

I may not know the latest artists/movies/songs

But I can find comfort and wisdom

in the Books of Proverbs and Psalms

I may not have a high paying job to go with my degree

But I know from His word that He will provide for me

Therefore my lips shall keep from profanity

My body reserved for the work of the one who created me

My thoughts are made to be brought under subjection

In hopes of attaining a spiritual ascension.

 

 

Be Somebody

'Be Somebody' That's what they all say

but what it takes to be 'that person' varies from day to day

Be this, be that, but according to what 'they' want me to be

I started off as a mere nobody

And I am so thankful for my Testimony

because once you lived in a gutter

You lose the desire/ability to look down on anybody

I went from being a nobody, to trying to be somebody

according to all the things that they told me I should be

and I wound up being scorned none the less because

it's impossible to fit a size 29 into a size 3

I am just me

I did not live up to their expectations,

therefore I become nothing more than a complication

And just like that I was removed from their equation

And just like that I was a nobody once again

It takes "HARD WORK" they scream

to be somebody

Man I know, they got so many self-help books

written on that very subject

and they must be right, because they make money

off of others who see the world

through eyes that long to be

above the mundane

They long to have authority

When we try to determine what makes us 'worth it'

according to 'their' voices

without any kind of soul searching

we lose our identity in the process

and become good for nothing

I have found, that anybody can be 'somebody'

but it takes something special to have the bravery to be 'nobody'.

No one else can be this nobody, but me

Only I can make me decrease so He can increase

If I'm somebody of my own making

everyone will only see me

I am nothing

He is all

The greatest part of me is the Call

Call to worship

Call to praise

Call to bless that wonderful Name

You go be somebody

I tried that and found

that just isn't for me.