Worth It.

Misunderstood is more than a statement, it’s a state of being, not of this world, but in this world, carries new meaning. Oh! wrong word, wrong time, Seeming. Asking GOD to help me to do what HE wills for me to do within reason. Bearing a cross I didn’t ask for, for people that could careless. Yes! That’s that JESUS seasoning. Let them talk although you’re bleeding. Misinterpret while you’re leading. Well I’ll go back, change the scenic. Moses. But GOD said I chose this, and though you may not know this, that testing is what I’m going to use to GROW this. The hatred that you feel I felt it first. The words that you’ve heard, yeah I even I I heard the worse. I’m not saying it will be perfect, but Im asking you am I worth this? You lay down your life. Keep pressing through the lies. Cry yourself to sleep at night. Knowing that I even I am pleased with your life. Am I worth the isolation during elevation. The discipline to say ‘No’ while watching others go down that wide road. Your obedience to me in the midst of it all to see your FATHER say “Well done.” Am I worth the late nights and study time? The ALL you got involved in for the men you spent time with, am I even I worth more then them? And if so let it be known there is no extent to the distance I’m willing to go for you even you who choose to choose me while others decline being FREE. Poem

December 2, 2021