Hey yall hey🤗 first off I want to give an honor to God who is the joy of my life. He’s given me so many opportunities, opened and closed so many doors, been with me through EVERYTHING and I just thank Him for it. Second, I want to thank the ones that have been rolling with me from the beginning, I just recently realized that this is my third year anniversary of my blog and I have had some faithful readers. Thank you from the bottom of my little heart for either reading to be nosey or reading for enjoyment, you have kept the stats rolling.
Umm….okay here we go. This is another touchy blog but I’m just going to do what I do. So my little sister posted a poem by Neon Soul called Soft and Whole, and it made me pause and think about life. I have tried so hard my whole life to not be seen as weak and vulnerable. I have always fought against labels as sweet, soft, open, etc. anything that would make others view me as anything other than strong was a negative.
But I now know I’ve been fighting in vain. No matter how much I try I still realize I’m soft. I still cry at certain parts in movies. I still love to spoil kids when necessary. I still treat my students like they are my top priority because they are my babies. I get happy at wedding proposals. I act like a big kid around my parents (in a good way….. not a spoiled way).My boyfriend makes me feel like a delicate little flower even though I can still bench press 235 lbs and squat well over 300lbs (I swear I have super powers).I’m at a point where I just don’t want to fight against it anymore. I don’t want to carry heavy things if I don’t have to. I don’t want to have to be physically AND mentally string all the time. So call me what you want yeah I’m soft, but please remember I will always bring these hands when needed and necessary.
Just a small deviation from the usual but here goes….
Who is your God?
My God is one who loves unconditionally
Who doesn’t care about color, denomination, money or sex.
Who is your God?
We speak on one nation under God indivisible
But you and your cohorts serve a god who only cares about your money
Houses set on high
Who is you God?
My God is the one who suffers the children
Gives beauty for ashes
He takes care of the sick
And cares enough to feed the birds of the fields
Who is your God?
Your god seems to only protect you and those who look like you.
Your god cares about protecting your way of life.
Your god would rather make a quick million than to help woman and children.
Your god has no name, it has no purpose.
It is a symbol of your greed and self righteousness.
See God is not a respector of person
He created ways when there is no way
He makes sure the teenage mother completes her education so she doesn’t stay on assistance.
He blesses the terminally ill with the right doctor and now she can enjoy her children.
My God is El SHADDAI
He is the one who comforts me when I watch the news and see someone who looks like me dies in the street
My God is Elohim
He is the one who gave me strength when I wanted give up each and everyday.
My God is the one who loves all, is all and will be all.
My God is, was and is to come.
He is the one who waits quietly while we do our own thing.
Still loving us and protecting us….
He’s the one!!!
So why didn’t I know about this fabulous poet until recent? Omg!!! Fell in love after reading one poem. I have life lol
Afreakingmazing!! This one poem spoke more to my soul than any”selfhelpgetoverdramatolivearegularlife” book could ever give me. So i bought her book of love poems and I’ll read a poem a night to keep the idea of love in a positive light and chase away the doubt.