10/13/2011 00:49

You are a Flower created to grow (Dedicated to Rona)

 

Here’s a picture

Of something broken

Pieces all over the place

As if something of value has been stolen

Mom

You are not a failure

Let me tell you

God is there

When your children fail you

Sometimes there are things

That are beyond us

Stressing us

Are the things that’s upon us

Raising a child that isn’t yours

Working to pay the bills

Giving of yourself so much

Yet, you have your own wounds that need to heal

Pondering over decisions you’ve made

Waiting for the answer to prayers you’ve prayed

Thinking the problems would leave

Just to find out they’ve stayed

But the sun will come out

Because it has to

It’s in the script

And so are laughs too

God created laughter

To remove all the sadness

He allows us to have problems

To show us he’s full of gladness

All we have to do is go in his direction

And if we go in his direction

We will get to know him

And learn of his protection

While he shows you his affection

As you learn of his love learn

Rona I don’t know if you heard it lately

But God loves and watches you from above

All of us were born as a child

All of us were born with no worries

We didn’t have to pay for our food

Because someone paid for the groceries

But as we became adults

Life began to change and twist

Life struggles began to cause emptiness

The desire of love became on our list

Not having someone to show love

Can hurt deep like a root canal

This world can be so filthy

And so easy to corrupt a good child

Some live dangerous

Some live wild

 Some were so sweet and quiet

So many have become sneaky and proud

The violence of young men

The faultiness of young ladies

Children had more respect for themselves

In the 90’s and 80’s

Yet, hope is not foreign

Hope is not over

All children need

Is love and someone’s shoulder

The emotions

The tears

The trust issues

The fears

The peer pressure

From other students friends and peers

The first step of action

Is to monitor who’s in your children’s ears

Bad influences are forbidden

We have to check our children’s liven

If they want something

Something must be required before something’s given

After all

That’s what parents taught back in the day

Back in the day

Was when parents used to pray

Parents want obedient children

And children want parents who make time

If that child had some of their parents time

Many won’t turn to a life of crime

Some children

Are known by the company they keep

Some children can’t handle the peer pressure

Therefore they become naive and weak

Those who commit bad or unacceptable things

Have a tendency to recruit others

These become cheating lovers

Making young ladies baby mothers

Many children have low self-esteem

So they blame the white man

But colors don’t mean nothing

Because a white man doesn’t control his lifespan

God controls life

He created different flowers

He created different colors

It’s not the white man, it’s God who has the power

Before the white man or black man existed

God was already alive

Anyone can be great

They just have to strive

It’s ok to be apart

Of something that’s of good intentions

Always read the fine small print of a group

To discover its true intentions

 Love is so powerful

That babies don’t care how their parents even look

It’s the content of the pages and chapters

Not about the cover of the book

All people are not the same

Just like the faces on dollars and coins

There are white people on the front of money

If my group were money rich would you decline to join?

Life can be

Whatever we choose to make it

If a good opportunity comes for a blue man

It’s good wisdom just to take it

Just like Ice-cream comes in different flavors

Yet it’s all called ice-cream

The same goes for us although we’re all different colors

But we are still all human, and a type of flavored ice-cream

We have to be the ones to stop the madness

And break the barriers of separation

Families have forgotten about giving love

As if they have no relation

But the people need us

So let’s let love lead us

I suggest to all parents

That we need the church to feed us

Because the world and people know how to bleed us

The Bible and a Pastor we need in our lives

To show us the word of God and teach us

We were all born with a purpose

Outside of our work and jobs

I mean, after all

How does our Job give glory to God?

There is a purpose for you my friend

And his purpose isn’t always the convenient

All of our lives get crowded at times

But we can’t procrastinate on cleaning it

There’s someone waiting on us

To get to the place where God wants us to be

God chooses where he wants us to grow

It may be the opposite of what I’d choose for me

When we find ourselves making little progress

We have to do something different

We have to change directions toward a way that works

If our own choices and way isn’t

Why not

What do we have to lose

Sis I want to encourage you

Visit churches until God shows you where to stay

And stay planted, be faithful and do not leave

How can a plant or flower grow?

If it never stays planted in the ground long enough?

Plants and flowers grow among thousands of others

Was that example good enough?

Flowers grow to become so beautiful

Despite all the others around them

Before they can begin to grow as a seed

The farmer must first plant and ground them

The seed doesn’t have the option

To choose which ground and foundation

Growing is the most important thing about church

Not family settings and close relation

The other plants are trying to grow

So they don’t have time to worry about others

They must grow so that they become leaders

While they fellowship with other sisters and brothers

The church is the foundation

Where growth begins to happen

A church that has the Spirit of God

Not a church where folks are nappin

It doesn’t matter how big or how small

Because you are still important in God’s eyes

It’s about the love God has for you

Not congregation family, that’s not the prize

No matter who over looks you

God will always be there

Even when people turn their back

For you, God always cares

We go to church to learn

Not to socialize

We can always spend time with our brothers and sisters

Going to church to grow is very wise

I know people who love the small setting

But they were meant to be somewhere else

They thought God was pleased

But God wanted them someplace else

The Bible says that we plan out our lives

But the answer of the tongue belongs to the Lord

Hey, he knows what’s best for us

So I hope is desire is yours

I invite you and your daughter to visit my church

I know that you’ll love the teaching

The ministry will help you grow

You will be blessed by the Gospel preaching

Nothing happens for no reason

It’s no coincidence we met this busy season

This may change everything

We have church Sunday morning and Wednesday evening

God is your strength to grow

Always remember that you're a flower

When you feel sad and weak Rona

His spirit will give you power

You were created to shine for others

So that they can meet the God you serve

Many people do not know him

And his name they have not heard

You are one of the nicest co-workers

Among so many others

I felt to reach out to you

I am a keeper of my sisters and brothers

God keeps us all

He ultimatly cares about you the most

God lead me to write this

As a dedication to you, I post

I want you to keep your head up

And know that someone cares

I will be praying for you and your daughter

As your co-worker and friend, I’m always here

 

 

 

 

 

 

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QUOTE OF THE MONTH:

Men and women don't quit... Men and women keep fighting until they win!


BIBLE SCRIPTURE:

 

Psalms 138:13-18

13. You (God) Created me completly; you knit me together

in my mother's womb.

14. I praise you because I am impressively and wonderfully made;

Your works are wonderful, I know that for sure.

15. My frame was not hidden from you (You were there the whole time) when

I was made in the secret place.

When I was woven together in the depths of the earth (From the dust of the ground)

16. Your eyes saw my unformed body.

All the days ordained for me were witten in your book

before my first breath came to be.

17. Your thoughts about me are precious, O God! There are many of them.

18. If I were to count the number of good thoughts you have about me,

they would outnumber the grains of sand.


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