What are we doing, as an individual as a country? What are we searching for, what are we hoping to find or discover? What answers do we need answered?
It's hard to believe in people but not the system. It's even harder to believe in the dream but not the process of getting there. It's becoming a battle of mind and heart, spirit and body, tongue and ear. What hope can we have for our families and our neighbors?
Are you speaking, am I receiving, or am I interrupting and shouting my response back. To glorify The Lord is what I hear, to love and give and love and give without looking back. But like a dog whose chased multiple balls, I'm worn out and need a nap.
What's my role, what was the goal. What are we all running for? To take part but not be a part, we then cannot expect to overcome the past. Have we lost faith in Him or have we given up asking. Who are we impressing? We're cycling. Cycling. Cycling.
I'm not talking about a simple fix, I'm not talking about a conformed decision. This needs a radical shift by a radical being. Who I know exists. What he had planned I don't think I'm seeing. School, work, things of this world, food, sports, and marriage by more than one. I'm done. I'm so done. This so called life isn't worth living when the life he planned is in his hands.
It's hard to believe in people but not the system. It's even harder to believe in the dream but not the process of getting there. It's becoming a battle of mind and heart, spirit and body, tongue and ear. What hope can we have for our families and our neighbors?
Are you speaking, am I receiving, or am I interrupting and shouting my response back. To glorify The Lord is what I hear, to love and give and love and give without looking back. But like a dog whose chased multiple balls, I'm worn out and need a nap.
What's my role, what was the goal. What are we all running for? To take part but not be a part, we then cannot expect to overcome the past. Have we lost faith in Him or have we given up asking. Who are we impressing? We're cycling. Cycling. Cycling.
I'm not talking about a simple fix, I'm not talking about a conformed decision. This needs a radical shift by a radical being. Who I know exists. What he had planned I don't think I'm seeing. School, work, things of this world, food, sports, and marriage by more than one. I'm done. I'm so done. This so called life isn't worth living when the life he planned is in his hands.