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October 2017

Halellujah Night

It was a hallelujah night

The darkness could not resist

It was a hallelujah night

Even the darkest of fears had to desist

It was a hallelujah night

And evil was simply dismissed

It was a hallelujah night

All warrior angels were called to enlist

It was a hallelujah night

And hell’s plans would cease to exist

Because it was a hallelujah night.



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Stumbling and Stepping Stones

Sometimes we encounter people who seem to have made it their life’s mission to make us fail and fall. It’s frustrating and we question their purpose in our lives. I have often wondered WHY? Yet when I read the story of Joseph, I was able to understand that even those stumbling stones have a reason for being there. Joseph’s brothers wanted to get rid of him and instead sent him on his way to becoming second in command. What if God allowed the stumbling stones in our lives to ultimately become the stepping stones that take us to the next level?


But don’t be upset, and don’t be angry with yourselves for selling me to this place. It was God who sent me here ahead of you to preserve your lives. (Genesis 45:5 NLT)

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Product of my Pain

It’s been one of them days

When I’m feeling some type of way

It’s one of them days when I don’t have anything to say

Them days when it hurts so bad you become numb

Days when life is a black hole sucking out all the fun

When my feet wanna run and I’m low on emotional funds

Bankrupt of the same love that I used as ammunition

Firing away and sharing with everyone who was around

But like a boxer on the 12th, I’m out of rounds

Unless you wanna start counting frowns

I’m losing my head while it sits on top of my shoulders

But my head is a top cuz my thoughts keep spinning

And on top of that, I think the other side’s winning

Lost in my own darkness, the only way here is the way I feel

And though I can’t describe drowning in a drought I know for sure it’s real

Using makeup to make believe I’ve got this, I’m made of steel

Truth is I need to heal and I’m trying to weather this storm like a palm

I’m losing my grip, I got sweaty palms

I try to console myself with the book of Psalms

But the words tear as my eyes tear

And I’m going through this alone because I’ve got all these fears

I don’t want anyone around

To see me with my guard down

Plus this is my winter but I may just fall

I worked too hard at fleeing from what I’m feeling to fall for anyone at all

Conversely, I wish someone would spring into action

And even though I’m not whole, and my heart has a gaping hole, if he could give me a fraction of his time

Not that I care about his sign but if he could add to my life, that would be sublime

It’s been one of them days when quiet thoughts break the sound barrier

Racing through my mind, the faster they go the scarier

I begin to question my path, this pain, my purpose

I begin to think my efforts are worthless

It’s one of them days when tears turn to streams down my cheeks

And form puddles at my feet

Then one of them days turns into a long week

I look in the mirror and wish she’d stop crying, but I can’t make her

I plead with the heavens and cry out to my Maker

And as I fade into this night

All remains dark but one candle light

Amidst all my doubts of one thing I’m sure

I’ll have my dawn, my morning I’ll procure

But time has been mean for this day has been long

And in the meantime, my black night has my white flag drawn

And with the blow of the candle to kill the fire ablaze

I sit back and think, It’s just been one of them days


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Open Road

They say that not all who wander are lost. I agree. Sometimes a long walk or a nice drive is what we need to clear our minds and gain perspective.

Don’t forget we’ve just one life to live so go on that adventure, dance in the rain, chase that dream and dare to love.


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Awesome God

You leave me in awe

The things that you’ve done for me

How you gave your life for me

When you went before me

And left my debt prepaid for me

So I give you my all

It’s not enough but more than enough for you

I will walk in your steps and live for you

As I stand here before you

Sealed with your spirit, postmarked by your love, I’ve no words for you

Yes, you leave me in awe

But some part of me always knew though

That my God is awesome


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Ticking Time Bomb

Ticking time bomb is the heart
on the verge of an implosion
Bottomless barrel with a capacity limit
It’s just so deep no one knows it
Each beat is a beating against chest walls
Pounding for freedom, swollen from unwept woes
An array of masks cloak true identities, true feelings, unspoken truths
In an effort to share itself, the heart exposed inner vulnerabilities
But rather than value the gesture, others became its tormentors
Using the heart’s weaknesses as their strengths
So the heart begins to tick, and a tick becomes a pulse, a pulse a beat, a beat a pound, a pound a boom, and a boom a flat line
Ticking time bomb was the heart
but it’s too late, it already exploded


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Her Happiness

A smile filled her lips and tears filled her eyes

She was happy

This happiness came from seeing another’s

For she wasn’t selfish

She understood true joy

It came from a place of Love

And she understood love

It came from forgiveness

She understood forgiveness

For she had been gifted it

So she lived and loved

She spread the seeds of joy with her smile

And smiled when others rejoiced

Because she was happy

And happiness is a gift


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