Thunder

 

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I hear a sound
Where is it coming from?
Is it my own mind?
Lots of noises, mumbling
Once in a while a ringing
Gossiping, complaining,
Are they fighting?
I keep hearing

I hear noises
I hear voices
Loud banging
Car doors slamming
Is that someone swearing
It’s getting louder
I pressed my ears as it gets closer
I get it, they are shouting Hallelujah

Thank you father
I adore you shouts another
Lord you saved me
Lord you delivered me
Praise his name
Bless his name
You are the most high
You are the Almighty
The great I am
The Rose of Sharon

The bright morning star
You are the Lilly of the valley
You are the Prince of peace
In temptation You are my strong tower
Oh Lord you give unto my soul the power
All blessings, all grace, all mercy
It all belongs to you father

Oh how this sweet sound fills my soul
It replaced all the confusion I was feeling before
Those voices sounded so comforting
So pleasant to hear what they were saying
So peaceful, beautiful, so amazing
I long to know more about this Father
They are praising and worshipping

Now I am all excited
Something inside of me ignited
I cannot live this way any longer
Take those things away, that unseen danger
That defeating sound, roars louder than thunder
Quench this thirst, this hunger, this burning desire
My life I lay it down oh God, to you I surrender…

SS

An original poem by me….

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Woman

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Woman

Mama over there
She rises everyday
Her body aches, her soul bleeds
So many mouths to feed

She angrily packs his lunch
Hoping one day they will take turns
Mama wipes the tears from her eyes
Replaced them with a smile
She longs for a better life
Something better than being his wife

Her thoughts want to go there
Mama remembers the words of her own mama
You were destined for greatness, the head and not the tail, above and not beneath
So why am I imprisoned
Feeling guilty for what reason
Subjected to lies, abuse, his anger, tired of hurting
I take the blame for not waiting.
Mama holds her head in shame….

I want more for you
Mama spins around
Was that her own thoughts, who made that sound?
Abide in me, trust in me,
I created you, made you in my own image
Woman I placed the desire for love in you
Someone who shares his love and  cherish you too

Your choices are not what I had in mind
Seek me first, and that special person you will find.
Let me mold you, take away your pain
I did it before, I can do it again.

I will wipe your slate clean
Give you a brand new start,
Come to me my precious child
Allow me in woman, let me heal your broken heart.

An original  poem written by me… April 2016

SSS

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Why you should guard your spirit!

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Holetown St. James Barbados 2016

I once heard a Pastor stated while preaching a sermon that when some people show up in our lives we should ask  who sent them. He explained that at times it seems as though they are on a direct assignment to break you. I have witnessed this myself and have tried to be very careful  when choosing and allowing people into my life. I think it’s very important the company you keep. Surrounding myself with people who inspire, motivate and bring out the best in me is very important. Also knowing the role they play, and who to share personal information about myself is important.

People can appear to be very genuine but have terrible intentions. They can be so crafty and tactful in hiding their true nature until you have let your guard down and allowed them front row seats into your life. Then after you have confided in them, oftentimes this is the same ammunition they will use to attempt to destroy you.

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Every woman should have a true best friend, a lifelong partner. The kind of relationship that have weathered many storms. Not just someone who hangs around during the good times and disappear when the seas are rough. That person that loves you unconditionally.

However we must set boundaries and not over share too much of ourself. Its through my own experiences that I have learnt this. Having things thrown back in your face from someone you made a confidante can definitely hurt you. Now I have mastered the task of guarding my own spirit……

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“It was a mistake,” you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.”
― David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary