Inspired by EE Cummings, "It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are".
I am the only one who knows my story...
Strength comes from my struggling
With so many ups and downs, seems to be more downs then ups
Downs that lingered due to loss in my ability to trust
Looking back I did not see success, was unable to move forward, my mind cemented in a bowl of pity filled with regrets
My comfort lingered in familiar places the doorways of pridefulness, selfishness, foolishness,self sabotage, hurt, fear and pride
Lacking trust in my ability to design my own canvas
Struggling with hauling the weight of my past
Often asking myself what do I want
In the midst of uncertainty struggling to keep God up front
Struggling is my strength, my testimony
Struggling to handle the complexities required to maintain healthy responsibilities and boundaries
Struggling to rid the noise in order to hear
Just a single word, one word from God
Now that I'm still the noise has silenced
Enabling me to hear that still quiet voice
It speaks of the worthiness of the cross
Implying with God I should willingly place my trust
Occasionally, missing out on what's intended as an opportunity
Now if opportunities are meant for me they'll be intentionally;
Yet because of all that I've had to endure,
I see rays of hope shining toward a better future.
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