SITTING HERE THINKING ABOUT NOTHING...BUT WONDERING ABOUT EVERYTHING......

am i worthy of the calling..

am i walking in full obedience..

can these pages get any longer...

what is God wanting me to do with my life..

am i motivating myself..or is myself motivating God..

wen i pray am i being heard..or is it a echo in here...

wat is the real reason i choose this career...

wat is the reason that i aM here..

can i claim to be 100..or am i 99.9999..

am i missing the points that God places in front of me to make a picture..

do i call my self blessed by wat i recieve or for wat i believe...

how many times have i fell..

how many times have i got up..

am up now or just lying still...

is this the time wen God is carrying me..

bcuz i dont see another pair of footsteps...

am i really wat men say i am...or am i wat God made me to be...

these questions need no answers cuz I am fine finding out who and what I need to bee....

am i a african queen..or a native american dream...

who am i .....

where am i...

I am in the midst of my green pastures...but also in the midst of my storm..


many Know not my ryme...bcuz they never take the time to use a dime to call me and spend some time...

I never seen the rightoues forsaken...but i have wiped a many of their tears...the scars on their backs I have with one touch have healed...

i have washed their feet..with my tears..

dried them with my hair....

I have oiled them with the priceless oil....for my Master was there...

this is not an emotional confession....... but a spiritual confession..

how can u know your wealth if u never take the time to spread it...

how can u experience a dream if u never took the time to make it come true..

this no poem but my life journey...

walking in this world I feel trapped and cold...

i even sometimes feel like I am 900 years old...

I have lived a life that passeth all undestanding..

yet its not my life that God is demanding..

He is calling me to set another free...

Time was up for me long ago...

I gave up so called worldly being free..

I have come to relize that its not about me...

Its about GOD, Jesus, who died to set us free..

How can we say we're free wen we dive head on in bondage..

the truth is we're not free bcuz we refuse His word...we are still slaves black..white..Jew..gentile ....watever the race..untill we make the ultimate choice to believe in Him....only then will we see Him face to face...

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no one will read this no one will even care......wats so amazing about it they wont realize that I am there..they will pass me by...like a shark on the table...bcuz to them..they dont believe that I am able...they see me as beaten, disfigured, and disgusting...but I dont fret..becus its Jesus we'er discussing...will you pass Him by yet again...or will you when He knocks let Him in...this was written by me but inspired by God...hope to he who has a ear is litening..a heart is crying out..feet walking...knees bending...hands...reaching..becuz..u too can walk on the water..but will you be distracted....or will you walk into the comforting arms of the one who truly loves you...make the call...God is standing by....and Jesus is wating to defend u at all cost....obey the commandments of God and He will know you love Him...



ORINGINAL BY MICHELLE WILLIAMS 10/14/2010