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It used to flow like butter
like the sun overpowering the night
Then my spirit hears
"come to me my child, spend time with me"
Yes I truly know that this is right.
Without thinking words would pop in my head
so many I just couldn't wait to express what they said
Then my spirit hears
"My love, where are you? My desire is for you to welcome me"
Hey, it's not like I don't know better
talking and listening to God the way I should be
So easy for me it was
like second, no... first nature
to give Him the respect due
I guess I got comfortable with everyday life
Ignoring what I'm not supposed to
Not that 'Im giving excuses, real talk the fault is all mine
So much attention givin to other things
now I'm robbing God of His time.
I love to write poetry and read it too
but without Our Father above
no words flow from me or you
Acknowledge Him in ALL your ways
Acknowledge Him ALL your days
Windows Up
Blessings Poured
Dreams Fulfilled
Goodness Galore
Spend time with Our Father
a messaage I preach to myself
and with my gift and love
He Will be a very present help
(push) "play"
Pray
Until
Something
Happens
to remedy "pause"
