NIN_NOOL Posted October 15, 2003 i've experienced laughter and i've survived plenty pains i've learned to persisted through struggles and gained strength from the strain i've had friends come and go everyone saw when i was happy, but no one knew when I cried some dreams have come true, and i've lived through some nightmares i press on with great confindence, though deep down i'm scared I think that i'm saved, but i get confused when i sin it's very discouraging having to start all over again but through all the things that life throws at me i often ask myself why god thinks I'm so worthy how could God who expects only the best think enough of me to bless me with tests test that show how far along i've come tests that show there is more work to be done trials that break down every pillar of pride humbly i accept that He'll never leave my side for every friend that leaves when the going gets rough i find solice in knowing my God is enough for every tear that i've cried, i've made 10 people smile that gives me comfort and makes it all worth the while when i'm at my weakest and i can't do anything else ALLAH is waiting to be petitioned for help i've learned through it all, that trials can't break me down they are just tests i must pass if I want to earn my crown try not to worry when stress takes all the precedence you have the awesome assingnment of being God's divine instrument you must illustrate to others and reafirm to yourself that God will never leave you, He's an everpresent help keep this in mind next time you say "Why me" be glad that God chose you to show off his glory. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Supafly Posted October 15, 2003 DILIGENCE: WOW LIFE IS TRULLY A "TEST" I liked yo Deptness in yo poetry......no doubt... how could a God that expects only the best think enough of me to bless me with tests ^^Impressiv.. Let me share u this poem i just finished!! As I sit and stair out my window thinking of a better time Slowly following with my eyes as I intake the white line I lit my cigarette and contemplate this never-ending riddle Staring threw the rising smoke and feeling oh so little Surrounded by troubles and Obstacles on all sides the pressure building slow DILIGENCE Listen I have no place to run to;Nor have no place to go This concrete jungle I call home this ghetto I reside Where drugs and alcohol run my life and pain lives inside The tears of hope and the tears of stress There’s nothing left of my life, I need a break, some time to rest Lay my head back and exhale the sorrow Maybe things will be better tomorrow Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites