Well, its 12:55 am .. Very late as you can see. I have not written anything really.. But Finally here I am… I named this “Even late at night HE Inspires” because Its true.. The Lord is my hope and refuge and inpires me to become more of the godly woman HE so desires me to be. HE inspires me to press on…
I love to write poems and just random streams of Conscience So here is one at the top of my head and then it will be time to go to bed getting enough rest to get up quite early in the morning to spend time with my savior Jesus Christ the Lover of my soul.
-Inspiration-
I close my eyes and ponder, I think I wonder about things to come.
I think back on the Life I once lived sitting in the little bubble of me.
Dark, gloomy cold alone I was isolated from the world and even the people who cared.
Sad lonely depressed sitting in the dark abyss which Trapped me I was taken.
Taken? YOu may ask.. Seduced into the stench and lust of sin and all that the world had to offer.
INspired by the world, wrapped in a cold cord of my wrarped mind. Scarred , i thought for life i was scarred…
I closed my eyes tears strolling down my face… at the end of my rope… This is it, this is it… I am going home.. Lord take me home.
At once and finally the realization came, I was running, searching, I was scared . FIghting ..
Fighting through with my own arrogant and foolish self.
Relying on my own strength which was nothing .. I then realized my need,
MY need for a savior. Cannot do it all alone , cannot do this on my own
There he was arms open wide asking to run to them , repent come crawling to His feet I did.
Running with all my might. It was there I laid my life surrendering everything I was.
I was nothing but a speck of mud lying there on the ground.
THen He came , HE being that of the son of God JEsus Christ.
The realization, He called my name He died for my sin.
He loved me and rose again on the third day! Hallelujah HE lives He lives HE lives and He lives in Me
Alive ALive ALive …. I am a child of the King and the inspiration to write the story of my life comes from Him and HIs word and HIm alone.. For HE alone restores the weary , He alone satifies the thirsty and hungry soul… HIm alone is my peace joy love hope everything we have belongs to HIm.. HE Alone is my inspiration…
I pray you all were encouraged and I do Hope to get on here again soon.. GOd bless you all !
Jacqueline
Niurka said,
November 20, 2007 at 2:30 am
Whoa 12:55 am..Crucial. So, your mind was full huh…He alone is your inspiration, very true….
I love you,
Nik
Niurka said,
November 20, 2007 at 2:31 am
As humans we are so weak, but with Jesus Christ in our lives, He is our strenght.