So much more to say
But this is all
Talking about it doesn’t fix it
Only God can
I know hearts hurt everywhere
And everywhere there’s grief
But tonight at Corley road
Someone wants relief
Relief from therapeutic parenting
Relief from defiance
Relief from opposition
Results is what I want.
Results only come through hard work
Results come through consistency
Results come from self denial
Not from the problem fleeing.
Relief from fear and anger
Relief from so much debt
Relief from blobs that cloud my vision
Relief from from real life I guess
But God has prepared and island for me
In the midst of the (listen) turbulent sea(stormy sea)
UNTOUCHED by the things that come to annoy
The calm peaceful island this Islam of Joy.
So tomorrow God permitting
I’ll awake and stretch and yawn
And watch the sunrise with my Bible
And I’ll be able to keep on.
I want to keep on with unplowed ground. Today I fell behind. God has protected me from my ole self for a month now, and it has been easy to be compassionate and hide my anger. But this week has given me lots of chances to practice praying!
