You belong to me, I belong to them….That line ran
through my mind over a thousand times. I
held onto one pillow, ironically we never grab two, always one pillow to
hold. Was this a true representation of
my own life? I could only have one, him
or them. He wanted my heart, he wanted
to love me, he wanted to be with me,… forever he said. How? I have an assignment. This assignment requires a lot from me so
much of me that anyone in my personal space could possibly become jealous. You belong to me but I do belong to
them.
I am a voice for a nation of people. I am a reason for many people. I am hope for a group of people. I come to offer pieces of freedom for people
emotionally caged and in bondage. I have
to save the world. I have to do my
assignment. In order to be rated leading
in my performance evaluation I must share my stories. What was once secrets and of privacy for me
must now become public information. The
thought of embarrassment is far from my mind, but he says if they have all of
this from you what do I get from you? He belongs to me but I belong to them, who
do I let win?
Why the very last thing we do is the very first
thing we should do….PRAY! I asked God
what do I do? Will I be alone? Will there ever be anyone that can handle
being by my side while I try to heal the world through words. Is it truly a “You vs. Them” situation? I have to choose either the love of my life
or saving the world? God spoke very
clear to me and said the one I have created for you is built to handle what I
sent you to do and he would be all you need him to be.
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