Once Broken,Now, Under Construction
TRACES REMAIN OF THE MANY STAINS,UPON MY CHEEKS FROM FALLEN TEARS,ONCE BROKEN,NOW,UNDER CONSTRUCTION.MY HEART COULD NOT BREATHE LET ALONE PROPERLY BEEP TO THE TUNE THAT GOD HAD GIVEN IT,I HAD ALLOWED ALL THAT STUFF,THAT OLD BAGGAGE TO SUFFICATE MY PRAISE,MY WORSHIP,MY HEART AND MY SOUL,ITS FUNNY HOW CERTAIN SITUATIONS CAN MAKE LIFE UNFOLD,YOU WERE THE MEDICINE I NEEDED U WERE JUST WHAT THE DOCTOR ORDERED,THE ONLY PROBLEM WAS I DIDNT PAY CLOSE ATTENTION TO THE READING ON THE PAPER THAT SAID PRESCRIPTION,YOU WAS SUPPOSE TO BE THERE TO PREVENT MY HEART FROM BEING BROKEN,I THOUGHT,I WAS WRONG.I WAS SUPPOSE TO TAKE A 30 DAY DOSE OF U,BUT U BECAME A 7 YEAR DRUG.I GOT HIGH OFF OF U, I BECAME A ADDICT TO UR MENTAL ABUSE,SO MUCH TO THE POINT OF ME THINKING IT WAS RIGHT,EVEN NOW I STILL TAKE DOSES OF U,THINKING U WOULD CURE MY DISEASE,MY BROKEN HEART,MY WOUNDED SOUL,STILL NOT UNDERSTANDING YOU ARE THE REASON .I BEGIN TO REMEMBER ANYTHING YOU DO TO MUCH OF IS A SIN,NO I KEPT GOING BACK TO THE PHARMACY GETTING REFILLS OF YOU,NOT BELIEVING THE REAL DOCTOR THE FIRST TIME I GOT OFF OF U,HE HAD PRE WARNED ME ABOUT THAT PRESCRIPTION WHICH WAS U,SO ITS LIKE I DID SOME IDOL WORSHIPPING,I CHOOSE U TO MAKE ME FEEL GOOD ABOUT MYSELF,INSTEAD OF THE ONE WHO ALREADY KNEW WHAT MAKE ME LAUGH,WHAT MAKE ME CRY,WHAT MAKE STAY COMING BACK,WHAT MOVE ME FAR AWAY,YES,THE POTTER WHO MADE ME THE CLAY.HE EVEN OFFERED ME TIME AND TIME AGAIN TO RUN AND DONT LOOK BACK,HE SENT THE RED PILL WHICH TOLD ME THAT BY HIS STRIPES I HAD BEEN HAELED,AND THAT MY SINS ARE FORGIVEN,THAT I JUST HAD TO FORGIVE MYSELF,THE PURPLE PILL THAT SAID I AM ROYALTY,THE WHITE PILL WAS FOR THE PURGING I WOULD NEED TO MAKE ME PURE AGAIN.THEN BAM!!!JUST WHEN I THOUGHT IT WAS DONE HERE I GO AGAIN TAKING ANOTHER DOSE OF U.I TOOK THE GREEN PILL WHICH WAS JEALOUSLY,ENVY,AND STRIFE.SO ,AT THAT POINT I REALIZED IT WAS DEEP REAL DEEP,SO I ASKED GOD TO GIVE ME SOMETHING THAT WOULD REDEEM ME.AND HE GAVE ME PSALMS 49V15 BUT GOD WILL REDEEM MY SOUL FROM THE POWER OF THE GRAVE:FOR HE SHALL RECEIVE ME, SELAH.AFTER THAT I BEGIN TO EAT SMALL PORTIONS THAT WAS GIVEN TO ME BY PASTORS,PROPHETS,SO FORTH AND SO ON,I WAS FINALLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION.I ASKED THE LORD TO HAVE MERCY UPON ME,O GOD ACCORDING TO THY LOVINGKINDNESS ACCORDING UNTO THE MULTITUDES OF THY TENDER MERCIES,BLOT OUT MY TRANGRESSION,WASH ME THROUGHLY FROM MINE INIQUITY AND CLEANSE ME FROM MY SIN,I WENT ON TO SAY PURGE WITH HYSSOP,AND I SHALL BE CLEAN,WASH ME AND I SHALL BE WHITER THAN SNOW.MAKE ME TO HEAR JOY AND GLADNESS THAT THE BONES WHICH THOU HAST BROKEN MAY REJOICE.HIDE THY FACE FROM MY SINS;AND BLOT OUT ALL MINE INIQUITIES.CREATE IN ME A CLEAN HEART,AND RENEW A RIGHT SPIRIT WITHIN ME.RESTORE UNTO ME THE JOY OF THY SALVATION AND UPHOLD ME WITH THY FREE SPIRIT.THEN I HEARD GOD SPEAK AND SAY TAKE UR TIME AND GET TO KNOW ME.HE SAID I MUST STUDY TO SHOW MYSELF APPROVED.HE SAID OH,TASTE AND SEE THAT THE LORD IS GOOD,AND KNOW THAT U ARE UNDER THE CARE OF THE GREAT PHYSICIAN,YOU ARE BEING REBUILT BECAUSE YOU HAVE OPENED YOUR HEART AND RECEIVED MY SPIRIT,UR FOUNDATION HAVE NOW BEEN SET AND YOU ARE UNDER CONSTRUCTION.
Copyright © Rashante Porter | Year Posted 2012
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