Inspiration has struck me
It happened in such a crazy way
Trying to figure out why i don't love me
Finding my statement what is there is to say
I don't believe in me no matter how high i am lifted, some where there is an issue, it is not meant for me to not feel gifted
Its wicked, how even the blessed ones mind can be shifted
With just a self examination
Realizing my short comings and not embracing his glory but worried with my own self preservation
Worried with things of this world instead of the eternity in heaven that lies ahead
But what this child must understand is that he knows that I'm not perfect fore he made me with his own hand
He knew id run and make excuses
He knew id loose all self respect and subject myself to all kinds of abuses
He also knows who i really am and how prosperous i can be
He knows his plans and where he wants to take me, and i just don't know how badly he wants me to see what he can see
So when condemnation strikes and discouragement sets in
He reminds me
That despite what i feel now according to his will i will win an eternity with him in the end.
