You wrote it, I lived it.
You took the credit,
I felt the pain.
You forgot I was here
But that’s not the worst part.
I forgot too.
Didn’t remember that I mattered.
Instead, I bought the idea
I was an accessory.
Excessive, tossed and turned out.
About in the world alone when
I thought I had company.
Foolish I know, right?
You wrote it, I lived it,
died by it and refused to
admit the pain.
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Lessons must be learned.
Teachers, the things, and those unexpected.
But the lessons will be learned.
Abandoned at birth.
Rejected as life grew us up.
We never knew what we didn’t know.
Lessons taught at great sacrifice.
The student unwilling, unknowing.
But the lesson was learned.
Knees bruised; hearts broken.
Life the canvas, with no erasers.
Learning through pain our value.
Lessons will be learned.
Taught, denied, ignored.
But they will be taught.
Life is lessons created.
In the dark to be taught in the light.
To be walked out, lived in.
The moment.
The miracle.
The disaster.
So, don’t stop living.
Life is a lesson, and it will be taught.
Taught whether you pay attention...
...whether you like it or not!
Out of time outs!
Time to come back to church.
Time for high ignorant praise!
I took the liberty of referencing my holy ghost Webster’s and this is what I found on the definition of High Ignorant Praise:
That high ignorant praise: (Adj. Verb and a Noun)
High Ignorant Praise is that thing that has been shut up in your bones for far too long and NOW
You are ready to let it go!
That praise where you just don’t care who’s watching or
what anybody is thinking or how you’re looking.
High ignorant praise is that ugly cry
when your face is contorted, your mouth is open
Showing all your teeth!
It’s that run around the church
on bad feet and bad knees praise,
It’s the act of being willing to risk
the heels on your new shoes or the corns
squeezed into those new shoes!
It’s time for some high ignorant praise!
Let’s get ig’nant, just plum crazy for the LORD!
Just because.
Just because he woke you up (yesterday and today)
Just because you can!
Just because it’s due!
Just because it’s time!
Because he saved your life
from sin, from things...
It’s time to stop wondering if its time.
Praise Him! Ignorantly, fanatically, ugly, loud!
PRAISE HIM!
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“...and then I realized that my tears did not make me weak.
They merely watered the ground where I stood;
the place God had chosen for me to take root,
and grow,
and become...
new."
-Whispers From A Brown Girl
You thought you were a rock until
Life like a hammer hit you hard
and broke you to pieces.
But you weren’t destroyed,
You were changed,
and the pieces that you
have become are possibilities,
and blessings and second chances
to start again.
