From Downfall to a Slow Rise

When the fall felt endless and im stumbling over the same sins multiple times
stumbling over the Same rock that seems to get bigger each time I tried to overcome it
and kick it aside
When the ladder to escape is even too far to climb
And I saw my past I thought was left behinde making a reoccurance
I felt like i was hanging in the balance - a leaf about to be blown in the wind
Questioning my efforts- did my race even begin?
Losing more and more of my righteousness and this sinful flesh arises
Abandoning God's word for just a day- then a few - weeks and laziness creeps in
Repenting and praying casually but subconciously drifting away left all these casualties  
inconsistencies
Closing my mouth shamefully because of my actions
And im suppose to be a follower of Christ
But ive learned that His love makes it worth it all to get back up from the fall
Im not alone and He helps me get back up even when im just slightly willing - Only God will love me despite my failures, my imperfections, only He will Love me like no other His Love is the Greatest and He will never leave nor forsake me despite my iniquites He corrects and convicts righteously to help me - He works in me to better my spirit- to overcome that stumbling block
He crumples it to peices and clears my path
I love God He is the Greatest and in time my whole heart, whole trust, faith, and Love will be in the Him forevermore -Amen

A Revelation of Healing

* This was a personal revelation of healing from the Lord I made into a poem*

Like a Fragile Porcelain Doll
Broken
In peices
Slowly
Gently
being put back together
By the hands of the Lord
The broken Doll
is me
Pains of the past seep into the empty holes
Emotions swirling rapidly into a dense ball
Hardening
Uncomfortability
Aching Negativity
Slowly being healed
Peices being put back together
Restoration is key
slowly Being made complete
Stonger
Stronger
Growing stronger because He the Almighty Sustains Me

To shine in shades of Grey

In this world - this young and blinded  generation how long will we walk in the shadows of iniquity and live a life
In bondage
In chains
In this world we subconsciously conform to many wicked things
Controlled like puppets on a string
To sing the words of carnal minded lyricists
To clothe in Lust
Kicking behinde our morals and virtue
Leaving our very self worth in the dust
Like david said the wicked wander everywhere and what is worthless is exalted by the human race
which is in Psalm 12 verse 8
A Spiritual debate of flesh against the spirit
How long will this Generation march in the rebellion
Basking in the pleasure of sin
To blend into the world
Hiding into the shades of grey the enemy has penciled in
These warped views by ignorant minds
Setting the boundary of normality
Like What is normal?
Conformity?
Trying to be different but conforming to what is normal?
With society selling girls showing bare skin
To taste the bittersweet flavor of attention
I myself carried the belt of insecurity around my waist
And tied self worth to my body , my face
To meet with these worldly standards i couldnt even reach
But little did i know the Lord called me Out to be different
To stand out like a flower among weeds
To spread some seeds of righteousness
To experience his divine power manifested in me
Yes me !
He saved me from my Own demise
Holy is He his mercy, his grace, his salvation
He Saved this wicked generation from the pits of Hell
Yes He can save you !
Work in you !
His glorious light shining through you !
See we have forgotten our true identities as children of God and believe we are who the world says we are but we are who
He the Almighty says we are
We are the salt and light of this earth
Our light not to be put under a bed but on a lampstand
To take a stand against the enemy
He has given us authority over the enemy
We have a calling do Great things in this world
When will more of this generation rise up and exalt his name
He who is More than worthy of praise?
And proclaim his name on the rooftops
Shedding light on this world
Who is lost in the Shades of grey

To Wonder

A young dove stained with ink
A flower painted in pink- starts to Turn Grey
Oh Where has the innocence gone ?
Is it hidden in a quiet forest?
Or where the snow might lay?
When A deer lost in the evergreen prances
And The wind kissed leaf sways
To life's melody of untaken chances
When a sad lament goes unsung
Futility stretched beneath the Sun
The rose that blooms in the garden
Knows not its own beauty
When A baby opens his eyes to a New reality
Why did the dove drink from the fountain it was offered?
And the beautiful flower is now wilted
Why has this olive leaf died on the vine ?
And The clouds open up and start to cry
The broken wing was mended
But the Two roads of life has bended
Where has the innocence gone ?
I sit here and wonder