I'M a Work In Process

through humiliation in every vested situation I'm learning to think things through in life i have been battered, broken & torn some have suggested to kiss the very day I was born lukewarm I need to return to my first love sent from the given hand from God above its not enough to say the words I must take it to heart every day is a new way a purpose to me being alive I'm aiming to thrive as long as I'm here each new test there lies an opened door waiting to be explored God will never leave you alone as long as you have a song in your heart this will light the inner spark to where I need to go eyes, hands & feet one may equate logic for fear yet I shed a single tear for everyone to draw a bit near all those things my pastor says I'm willing to hear life is full of ups and downs of barbed wire fences and circus clowns I'm a work in progress in my twentieth century world of glee making sweet history we all go through things another door bell rings yet in the end its just between me & my friend Jesus