Yearning for a Genuine Connection
What many fail to grasp is the profound depth of my feelings My heart is like two open hands, offering all the love I possess When I extend my hands to yours, there’s a vulnerability that’s as delicate as porcelain It’s as though I’m susceptible to paper cuts, a thousand tiny wounds that make it challenging to reach out to many Sometimes it feels as if my heart is crucified, bleeding and burning like a never-ending marathon
88 Days — The First Time
Discipline is a ever changing process. Today I say “I’ll do it tomorrow” for a couple of things. Tomorrow, I will do the same. Getting back to yourself always feels like the first time. It humbles me that no matter how much I grow and change, that I still need to come back to me at times.
Whenever I’ve Thrown a Line Out
Oceans are wide and vast But not as vast as the God that I serve Whenever I’ve thrown a line out My God has never left me empty handed Ideas that seem endless When confusion can begin to fall But there is clarity with you Lord Whenever I’ve thrown a line out My God has never left me alone