Finding Glory In The Faces Of God’s People

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Finding glory in the faces of God’s people
The creation of beauty is obviously Heaven sent
There’s no need to shy or even look away
A precious gift; There’s no need to repent
Our daily lives are usually a dire struggle
It’s plain as day, something we can all be sure
So much ugliness, it’s okay to give yourself a break
If love is fatal, let it be known, I don’t want the cure

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When Life Gets Rough

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When life gets rough
& it’s a struggle to survive
Some days are tough
When it’s difficult to remain alive
I know & I understand
I, myself, have been to that place
Many successes are unplanned
But when in doubt, just sit on my face

The Antithesis Of Perfection

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The antithesis of perfection
My own struggles lie deep and dank
Not one to remain in the mire
Happiness has misery to thank
Living my life with my own experiences
Not to be judged nor remotely compared
One must find their soul’s own truth
When you admit your failings, life can be repaired

We’re Dealing With Our Daily Struggles

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We’re dealing with our daily struggles

Some are obviously much more dire

But no one can minimize your pain

There’s no sunshine when you’re in the mire

Facedown, it’s difficult to have any hope

But know darkness will eventually burn away

The fog will lift & you’ll see the light

The Lord will always bring you to another day

Illogical Depression Raging My Bones

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Illogical depression raging my bones
Somehow my mind’s still not right
Too much thinking late into the darkness
I know where I’ll be in the hours of night
The struggles & the trials don’t really matter
Conquering the adventures in your mind
There are no secrets or answers to tell
Life is adding up everything you did find

I Used To Be Young & Impulsive

I used to be young & impulsive
Idealistic – crying out for those mistreated
Arrogant, impervious to facts or wisdom
Ready for the status quo to be defeated

Now I’m old & impulsive
Stringing words together at will
Focusing on a more personal battle
Time has removed my desire to kill

I continue to pull within my own skin
Struggles no one can understand or see
Alone to fight these cruel thoughts
The sands fall & I merely wish to be free

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