contemptious need flooding over my sorrow
never on the morrow to be let free
it's just another day of sadness
with knowledge, heavy privy to his holiest’s feelings
bedlam vain, I am not enough, I’m afraid
like Cain before me my gratitude is given begrudgingly
my gratefulness fleeting
on this count I beseech you
oh Father please forgive me
selfish keep, my immaturity evident
my faith wavers and for but a moment I see myself through your eyes
my light shaken by a darkness I can’t deny
you admonish me, it is the good in ourselves we are to encourage
it is the truth you tell
if not for your longsuffering I would be dead already
smite on the stone of judgement
where my blood would flow forever
a last sacrifice of the fattest lamb
or goat as may be the case
Crimsin, everything you write is so deep. This is painfully beautiful.
Remember, “For His anger endureth but a moment, but Joy cometh in the morning”
You are loved.
hello lovely Alexandria good evening thank you most graciously for such a beautiful comment and thought 💕 I guess this was a conversation I was having with God today sometimes I feel like when he asks something of me I am ungrateful…my heart hurts over this that my first insinct is to be selfish…I truly appreciate you tonight 💕
I don’t think you’re selfish at all. I think you’re hurting. 🕊️🌾
Powerfully penned, Brenda. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian good morning thank you graciously forgive my late response I thought I got back to you on this one ❤️
Brenda, you have a gift of taking even your suffering and making great art. This speaks to me of a soul hurting but also a talent that is unmistakably the source of true art. You are more than worthy to God I am sure. And not a selfish person.
John
hello dearest John that is such a beautiful comment and thought just lovely thank you ❤️