Tuesday, April 15, 2008

"I Remembered." by Peggy Ann

Dear friend,
just recently
there was something
I was going through, and somehow
by the grace of God
I remembered you,
telling me of your experience,
and how you coped with it,
then I became confident,
full of hope that minute.
And not only that,
but because of a message
that I'd heard,
from one of God's spokesmen
on " What I Have Learned"
My heart burned within me,
my spirit became calm.
"I'll trust in Jesus,
and will not be alarmed!"
The burden was heavy,
but His grace made it light......
Dear friend,
it was your courage
I remembered
that night.

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

"What if?" by Shervon Alexander

What if
He
had
not
come?

What if
He’d left me
alone,
loveless,
hopeless?

What would I have done?
What could I have done?
Who would have saved
pathetic,
filthy,
worn
me?

cause I am worn.
23 years,
feels like 46,
wondering, worrying
am I right?
am I doing what I should?

Who would have said,
“Oh, she’s redeemable, let’s save her, love her, cherish her, bless her.”
Save her.

Save me!
My soul,
my life,
my love,
my hope,
my strength.

He has.
indescribably so,
makes the pores on my body rise,
like hearing Whitney do the national anthem,
like the sound of I love you from the one who holds my heart
like the feel of a genuine hug with a kiss in my hair,
like remembering The One, Our Father loves me,
regardless.
regardless
it gives me goose bumps.

He has saved me
and
I
am
thankful.

Monday, April 7, 2008

"This Quiet Place." by Peggy ann

I have come into
this quiet place.
It is here
that I reflect
upon my Savior's face,
trusting His guidance,
seeking His grace,
allowing His words
to whet my taste
for a greater understanding
of life.
It can be so crazy at times,
I don't always say
or do what's right.
Pain, care,and sadness
often rocks deep within
my soul.
I wish to save the world
and make things right,
but I can't.................
So I must do
what's right for me,
for my soul's sake.
So humbly and respectfully
I've come
into this quiet place.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

"Too Truthful for this Lye" by Jamila Lyiscott

Jamila is too truthful for this lye
Go ahead and ask her
And she's not falling for the trick of a no-'lie'-relaxer
They just see 'barbaric' roots so they're trying to relax her

I can't keep falling for these lyes!
There's been too much bondage, too much self-hate, too much compromise