two parallel lines
every night and day,
even on my way.
you cloud my mind ,
the front and behind.
like two parallel lines,
which brightly shines,
will never meet,
so out of reach.
my thoughts you never know,
well it'll not show,
its so unexpected,
feelings so unprotected.
blinded
minded.
kindled,
twindled.
it will never be.
chill.
God if its in Your will
dont let this dream peel
i'll wait till its real
Jesus take the wheel.
into this poemy mood. keep on trying, guessing wat im writing, ill cya sighing, maybe even crying.
hehehe.
now abt bs. discipleship. you've got to WANT to learn before someone can teach you. you must not only obey, you must submit bcos its not just about doing, its about the attitude. ive said this a thousand times. yet again. Father, change me. shape me. mould me. refine me. use me. i want to be cross-bearing. to be able to sacrifice and do whatever it takes to place you first in my life. to do things not according to my will, but yours. not my way, but your way. to live life with conviction and not preference, to keep crucifying this flesh. help me Lord!
she feels lethargic. she misses. she yields. she feels. she dont want a choice, bcos when there is, she makes the wrong one.
(10:27:00 PM)
