“JUST PRAY”

As I battled for my life there were many nights when I did not know if I would witness the rising of our sun. As I fought my sleep to prolong my consciousness I became a mental prisoner within the confines of my own worldly thoughts, the mental shackles that the thought of death gave me was the lack of faith that I had in You. I had many sleepless nights trying to acquire more conscious time on this earth, for the thought of death kept my eyes open wide. As sleep deprivation began to effect my mental state my mind began to wander, my worldly thoughts slowly arose from the dark depths of faithlessness.” Did our oppressors really write the Bible to keep the slaves humble, docile, and obedient? Was I wrong? “Are the non-believers right?” As my worldly thoughts continued to act out on their own without my consent I spoke out loud, and honestly…..

I woke up and I was here, there was no warning, no time to prepare, no time to understand, but I am a living witness, I am evidence, I am proof of Your existence, we all are. Man has his own thoughts of who You are, some say that You are non-existent, some say You are Allah, some say You are God, some say You are this, and some say You are that, but honestly I do not know who You are, but I do know You are all powerful, for You have shown me, I have faith You, I prayed to You, You took my pain, You took my fear, You took my hand. Man, as he so often does in this world, he puts his pictures to Your words, he puts a face to my faith, he incorporates his in You, but my faith in You has no face, color, creed, or gender.

Faith has no face, no color, no gender.

I need not to know of Your face, Your color, Your gender.

Lord I am following Christianity for that is where my heart led me, but it feels as if I had to pick a side, a group, a

As I battled for my life there were many nights when I did not know if I would witness the rising of our sun. As I fought my sleep to prolong my consciousness I became a mental prisoner within the confines of my own worldly thoughts, for the mental shackles that the thought of death gave me was the lack of faith that I had in the Lord. I have had many sleepless nights trying to acquire more time on this earth, for the fear of death would not let me sleep. As my sleep deprivation began to effect my mental state my mind began to wander. “Did our oppressors really write the Bible to keep the slaves humble, docile, and obedient?” “Was I wrong?” “Were they right all along?” “I should of had more fun!”

With the Lord now in my life those thoughts of faithlessness are now a thing of the past, and the insecurities that were born from those thoughts have since been aborted. I am blessed to say that the mental shackles that the thought of death gave me are no more, for they have been unlocked by my thoughts of life.

“And free those who all their lives were held in slavery by their fear of death.”

Hebrews 2:15

DAME

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