When Will It End? Part 1

I will praise Thee, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvelous are Thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well. Psalm 139:14 (KJV)

Your beauty, I created.

Me, your Lord.

But you choose to worship idols and claim to be flawed.

I can’t understand why you use this word.

You put My work down that I made.

You curse and flaunt your false beauty.

Creating a duplicate piece.

Remember that the duplicate never holds as much worth as the original masterpiece.

You hold yourself up to the next man or woman.

All the while, they look at you in the same manner.

When will it all stop.

When will you all see that your beauty can’t be reproduced.

I didn’t make them like you, nor did I make you them.

So stop throwing shade at yourself.

Putting yourself down.

Every time you do, I frown.

Why?

Because with every negative though, you come in agreement with the devil.

Who puts these idols and false Gods directly in front of you.

This is why so many are denying my gospel.

The hoop.

The holler.

The “dressed for the gawds”

And you look at Me for more income just to spend it on that Benz.

Your lights are off and your every bill is due.

Was it worth keeping up with the false Gods?

You claim to “put a praise on it” for your miracle to come.

But what you don’t know is that isn’t how I flow.

Get into My Word, my dear child.

Give it a rest.

I see you’re weary and Me, i’m unimpressed.

Realize that the abundant life I came to give you wasn’t for show.

I came hoping you’d carry My glow.

The abundant life has more to do with than just fame.

No, it’s falling to your knees and proclaiming My name.

“My glory will be shown through them”, was my first thoughts when I made you.

But you took that glory and now My Word is being fulfilled through you.

Not in the way that I wanted.

But men will be lovers of themselves.

Yeah, that part.

So how far will you go all in the name of fashion?

Your gaining this world and loosing your salvation.

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Lord supply.

Supply my need.

I don’t have have just one.

More like a ton.

I have the need to healed.

The need to be free.

I have the need of a higher self esteem.

The need of your presence.

The need of Your Spirit.

It’s more than the love from people.

It’s more like humbleness.

I need actually a double dose of that.

Because when they don’t call my name to recognize me for all I’ve done good, I’m ready to get hood.

Lord I need more of You in order to make it through.

I can’t fight this war in the natural.

I need Your expertise.

Lord it’s me.

Singing.

Worshipping.

Trying to Do everything right.

Its Your son. Your daughter.

Answer me please.

Lift this heavy burden.

I don’t want to feel this way.

The struggle.

The lonliness.

I need a new day.

Cause it will bring about new mercies, right?

It will bring with it joy.

I would like to smile from my heart again.

I forgot what that feels like.

Lately All of my smiles come attached with a “like.”

I wanna be set free from this marriage to society.

I tried to play by their rules, but I can’t win.

They set me up.

They sold me on a dream.

Keeping up with the next person wasn’t easy.

It was draining. Temporary. And left me poor.

The need for more kept boxes at my door.

I didn’t order clothes and jewelery online.

I actually ordered likes, compliments and envy.

Once the pics were released in media, people would want to be me.

Not knowing that my reality isn’t very glamorous.

So Lord, I tried everything in this world to feel the void. 

I sought after it all, but Your love.

All I need is You.

Im ready for more.

Send an outpouring  of Your Spirit.

I give up my will for Yours.

Supply.