a cry

I have made many mistakes in my life

And hurt others along the way

With my insensitivity and lack of the Love I profess.

I am not perfect, I humbly confess.

I am  doing my best.

Seeking what is good for my soul,

Purging all the rest.

It Is a process

and God is not finished with me yet.

It is His Grace that keeps me aright,

That lifts me up when I stumble and fall.

If not for His Grace, I would not be here at all.

Only by His mercy, am I fulfilling the call.

In His love toward a wretched sinner

I have a Hope that resides in me

Taking the wrong course terrifies me

I cling to Truth that sets me free

Stumbling along the way

Yet tomorrow is a new day

Renewed in Mercy

Oh Lord, have Mercy

What name do you call your passion?

I have a fire in my soul

I’ve tried to contain for far too long

The passion burns stronger each passing day

Until this fire can no longer be contained

Keep on

I feel strong
Often misunderstood 
But unshaken nonetheless 

I feel empowered

Courageous even

Although I admit I am weak

I am fragile

I try my best to be meek

Shortcomings, yes

The urge to quit? No.

Torn apart

Yet intricately sewn back together

Shattered, yet made new

This world, though it try

It will not destroy

It will not conquer

It will not subdue

I will fight
I have the will to survive

She..

She’s a dreamer’s dream

Colliding into one

She turns her face to the sun

She throws her cares to the wind

As it caresses her hair

And stimulates her mind

She’s a free spirit you know

She’s one of a kind

A sight to behold

 

City sights

You and I

Night on the town

It’s a beautiful ride 

I enjoy the view 

As I’m looking at you

We got nothing to lose

So baby let’s just cruise