Letter to You
Letter to,
Thank You Jesus. My words will never be able to express. This is my letter to you. Instead of a prayer I wanted to hand you my thoughts. I believe I am headed towards a new place, a new path, and should I call this faith? I switched the lens just the other week now my prayers have done the same. I can barely see the step in front of me and the visions of grandeur is blurry.
I asked for you to make my light shine so bright it makes people uncomfortable. A mad light so bright that it blinds those around me. Holy spirit fill me up for my sake, my protection, let me unbury these talents for he hasn't tried enough (they mock me saying). Is it similar to my coworker who is always hearing voices that say "they aren't good enough, people always talking down on them, and she doesn't deserve happiness/peace". I prayed that Satan losses his grip on her soul and let her wander freely to break that vicious cycle.
I leaned on a counter that does not exist.
No one will understand how held down I became. Suicide mentally, physically and spiritually would all feel the same (numbing). All came in without a warning, but I was still protected. Until that fateful greeting. Yes, it's that impactful to this day. All I can do is give them praise.
I forgot I made a promise to God. Lost sight of it as I had to learn how to be grown up. Been learning more and more each day. Each day I walk down this road. Equipping myself with a weapon and armor. Seeing things as a spiritual war happening now. God calling back every player in this game far and wide to rise. I was so occupied by playing with sin that I wasn't doing work just enjoying the pleasures. Who the best to attack this from the stronghold then me? A person blended in with the masses probably being equipped to fight. The timing wasn't orchestrated just right yet. He was just Jonah running away to the farthest edge of the world because the darkness blinds him. Cannot see that it's God knocking each every time to come eat from this bread and drink from
this cup.