Are You Happy With God Alone?

Are you happy with Me alone?
If I never granted another personal wish
All your dreams and aspirations inside
Never to be seen and glorified.

Watching others receive blessings from Me
Their smiles and laughter… their tears of joy
While your dreams run away from you
Like sand slipping through your fingers.

Are you happy with Me alone?
If I never said “I love you” again
Which doesn’t mean that I don’t
But could you withstand My silence?

As I used you to only bless others
While your dreams, I knocked by the wayside
Could you trust Me as I stand
Wanting you to commit your very life to Me
Your living essence to Me and to Me alone.

Are you happy with Me alone?
If I allowed every possession to be taken
Like I allowed in My servant Job’s situation
With only your life intact?

Unknown Fear

I know you’re out there
I’ve felt you most of my life…
Lurking around the corners and in the shadows
Slithering your way into my mind.
For so long you’ve kept me running
Running away from where I was supposed to be
Running away from things I was supposed to see
You kept me so afraid that I missed so many opportunities.
You were always unknown… but somehow I knew who you were.
“What if I can’t do it?” You’d whisper in my ear.
“What if I fail?”
I used to buy into your manipulating suggestions
And your downright bullying
Anytime I tried to press through.
I remember how I used to feel… so afraid
Like I couldn’t do anything but fail.
I felt so inadequate… so small
Unprepared.
Vulnerable… naked.
Yes. I remember how you used to make me feel
Like I was supposed to live my whole life in you…
Fear.
You lied to me! But that’s what you do.
Never would I have guessed in a thousand lifetimes
That it is really you who are afraid.
Terrified of me – That I would fulfill the exact purpose
For which I was created.

A Brother’s Future

I sit and listen to the future of my past as my mother’s voice conveys tones of concern about my brother who’s growing up in my shoes, yet making his own steps in his direction. I sit listening to the future of my past as he lands on that middle ground between child and adult. My mother’s concern for him now becoming more obvious.

I tell her not to worry and she asks me to pray for him. What he is facing, I have faced in almost the same ways. Her voice lightens for a second then she tells me the reason why she worries. I hear the love in her voice for her #2 son… the same love she has for me, but different.

An Ideal Man

He is not a perfect man, for no one is blemish free
But in the dark expanses of the night
His presence gives a strong feeling of security.
Forces combine in order to destroy, but the Ideal Man
Will stand for what’s right.

He seeks understanding in all he does
Not afraid to express his emotions.
Willing to listen and not just talk
He’s calm, considerate and caring.

Though he may blow his top at times
He would not dare to abuse another.
The Ideal Man is not afraid
To apologize for his mistakes…
And if he is, he does so anyway.

He’s one to do his best to keep his word
Realizing that he role-models life for those who come behind him
And his peers.

He knows when to fight and when to walk away.
He’s hardworking and smart-working, and able to have fun.
He has a sense that is more than common.

Ideal Woman

Perfect? She doesn’t have to be.
The Ideal Man is not, so why should she?
The Ideal Woman should have a personality
A combination of humor, intelligence
Warm heart and strength.
She should have a sense of what she wants in a man, in life
And who she is.
Seeking truth in all situations

An Ideal Woman strives for excellence and elegance.
Her beauty comes from within
Radiating outward to enhance her physical form
The Ideal Woman should be caring
And supportive of the one she loves.
At times she may have to build him up.

An Ideal Woman isn’t afraid to express her feelings of affection
Not always waiting for him to make the first move.
Ready to dream and reach beyond the stars.
Realizing she doesn’t have to lower her standards nor expectations
To the man and life’s situations that try and dictate
That her worth is miniscule at best.

Keep Pressing

What? You thought it was going to get easier with each step along the path? As you approach the Enemy’s Camp did you think they’d just welcome you with open arms and let you through? You didn’t think about the fact that they hold all the keys and guard all the doors. If you want out – if you want to be free – then you’ve got to go to the core of that Camp to where the door to your freedom and the door to your bondage lie shut.

What? You thought this was going to be easy? Well it’s not. But keep pressing! What the Enemy doesn’t want you to realize is that the closer you get to your freedom the more afraid they become – so they will do whatever they can to keep you held at bay. Whatever keeps you complacent – you better believe will pop up to distract you – to cause you to waste all of your resources and your very life.