*This is the last Love poem I write FOR you.....*

This will be the last love poem i write for you....until i feel like i am loved in return

i cant keep writing the words and keeping my receit because i know that everything i say with my heart will have to be returned....

You always break it..

and i cheat myself into thinking that it came that way, and blame the one that made it for its poor condition...

Lord, I'm sorry.

And my maker says you must forgive others, in order to be forgiven, so i forgive you

however life is about choices too, so in short, i release you...

But before i go i just want you to know that i really loved you, i still do, and always will...

i loved you more than you'll ever know. And im not going to spend a whole lot of time speaking of how much because i know that you already know.

But i cant keep loving someone who doesnt love me the same way in return anymore..

My life is based on the premise of promoting equality, so to be in an offbalanced relationship emotionally like this just isnt fair, to me or what i've been fighting for...

im taking back the little girl in me, that still deserves to be treated like a princess...

the girl that never knew hurt before, and who never questioned the notion of whether or not i was priceless....

I'm going to go back and find my dreams, that you will never helped come true...

because i wanted things for my life too, but you always just thought about you....

i cant let you convince me that i deserve the way you treat me,

because no matter what happened, i loved you unconditionally...

when all you did was give up on me...

like i said, i love you like a new day, and by saying new, that means all over again

but you loved me like yesterday....something that in whatever moment you're in, doesn't exist anymore...

so what am i fighting for?

i cant keep being with someone who in creating the plans of their life, not having my name being the first thing they mention...

not to say that i'm all they want out of life, but that anything that you would want wouldn't be worth having without me in it.

i figure my life out with you like we both found God's treasure map to happiness, like we'd each been carrying one half of it our whole lives, and now the picture only makes sense when we're together...

But you look at it like you had the key to happiness in this life, and i was just a person along your journey to give you the missing piece, and now you've got what YOU needed, and you'll be on your way...

you dont need me anymore....

and in the process of you viewing the past year and a half that way, you've robbed my of everything i've gained my whole life...

took my best from me, and felt like you owed me nothing...

you have the audacity to tell me you'd be better off without me...

when before me you couldn't even make sense of what life means...

you feel like its not your job to make me happy...

leave me to create everything from within myself....

and i thought that you must like to see me cry, but thats not true,

you're just only concerned with seeing your smile, looking out for you...

And people like you are the ones Ive grown to dislike the most,

those who live on borrowed time....

always thinking what you do doesn't matter, because all you got is time...

tomorrow is not promised, and you take for granted today, assuming that tomorrow is going to come, and i feel sorry for you...

sorry that you blame me for you actions when you yourself say that you cant change people, they have to change themselves.

and since you give me no credit for the good in your life, dont give me credit for all the bad that's become of you,

because i dont even know you...

I gave you the best of me...

placed you on the mountain top for you to lay me at your feet...

thought about you all day, for you to come home past three

trusted you enough to let you have me naturally

for you to not even kiss me, and when i cry fall fast asleep

i loved you with the God in me,

and you turned my testimony against me...

pretendin like i hurt you as an excuse for you to keep hurting me

i made you a king,

prayed for your dreams...

and like the giving tree i became a stump just so you have everything,

that made you happy.

only to find out that my happiness was never your prority

or of your concern...

Because that required you putting someone else before you...

something you never do...

you give the least amount of effort required that you know i'll hold on to long enough for you make a few more plans for a life without me

and ill keep believing that you'll come back around, as i carry your weak efforts as a sign that my dreams will come true...

i want to experience joy in my life, something unobtainable without bringing joy to others..

and if thats something you hope to find in your life, good luck finding it with the mentality you have now....

you live a life only focused on you
when you got someone that truly loves you...
you think you're so divine that you must have two people created just for you...
and someone else out there will miss out on their loved one, for your own mishaps,
and if u believe that, i can promise that thought will not come true...
i am a blessing in more ways that I even know....
and u treat me as though something thats one of a kind is replaceable...
and after all ive giving you, i was never enough....
when all i ever wanted from you was the respect, honesty, and adornment that comes with true love.....
see everyday, you could've always been enough...
ands it not that you aren't, or that you weren't,
its just that you chose not to be...
u didnt want to be my everything, which when you are faced with the truth about you, you'll find had never been so easy...
and i just want you to know that i never stopped loving my first,
because he was my first, and had me before you...
so since Jesus set a pretty high standard,
i cant keep settling for you...
all you had to do was try,
but the results of your efforts should not equal me crying...
i pray that you'll go back to your first love,
so we can be a three again..
but until then,
ill just be checking the mail for the love i sent to you a long time ago, to read..."My love to be returned to sendHER....

*It's gonna Be a Brighter Day.....so don't ever stop the sunshine....*

"I have a dream. That one day my four little children will live in a nation where they are not judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character..." - Martin Luther King Jr.

Thank you God for answering the prayers of so many as you helped Barack Obama become the First Black President of the United States last night. You have fulfilled one promise, that has been lingering in the balance for over 40 years. So thank you for this blessing that is just that in the lives of millions around the world....

As for all of us who cried tears of joy last night as we watched history taking place: Don't let his Victory reign in Vain... I'm telling you now that last night was one of the happiest, most proud, and humbling moments of my life. Barack Obama is the direct insult to anyone who ever told you that you couldn't do something. As he said in his speech...

"This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing - Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old. She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons - because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America - the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can. At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can. When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can. When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can. She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that "We Shall Overcome." Yes we can. A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes we can. America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves - if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?"

We must keep these historic, timeless, and purpose-filled words with us each day, as we engage in the dealings of our lives from this moment on. No longer should we allow the excuses of old, especially for the black race to stop us from doing anything we set our minds to do. We are no longer just given the archetype of "yeh, we're some good basketball players, or dominate the rap and music industries, or have great prominent movie stars, or what have you." Now, we have a divine exemplification, and representation of a dream come true, and the highest office in this Nation. A Nation with years of heartache, slavery, violence, discrimination, segregation, prejudice, and hate, last night slapped it's own history in the face. Last night, one man, a black man united people of all ethnic backgrounds, walks and creeds. We all came together because we believe in better days to come, and we have our faith in God that this man, Yes he's a black man, but he's also a bi-racial man, a Godly man, and good man, that he can lead us there.

A text message was being sent around saying "Rosa sat so Martin could march. Martin marched so Obama could run. And Obama runs so our children can fly.." Don't let the failed flights of our children fall on our shoulders. We must all remember how last night made us feel. We must work hard to continue that spirit of unity and understanding, of purpose and promise to dedication, equality, progress, and prosperity. We must not let His Victory, Our Victory, be in vain by continuing to create low expectations for ourselves and aspire no more than what we have already become when the bar has now been set so high. Raise the standard of your life, and others will have no choice to rise with you to meet that standard; and the world will be farther ahead in the process. In the words of Gandhi, "Be the Change you wish to see in the world".. We all became that change these past months as we all did our part to make this day possible. All of our collective efforts made this possible. But we must continue that drive. Martin Luther King Jr. said, "I can never be what I ought to be, until you are what you ought to be--we are all inter- connected in life.."

So lets not just say "well, he won, thats it." No, we must work hard every day to keep Hope alive, and if anyone ever tells you you can't do something, remember how you felt last night, what you saw, and how your efforts helped make it all possible, and tell them, "Yes I can!"

*And just for fun...:

*Hahaha...it's just a joke..made me laugh...(don't get all scared)*

*Don't Be Lazy when we're on the Edge of a Breakthrough"

In two days it will be the official election day, and one of THE biggest moments in history. I got a good Word today from church, and been having this on my heart for some time, so today gave me the motivation to put it out there...: Do NOT be lazy;when we're on the edge of a breakthrough...

It is imperative that we vote. If someone needs a ride let me know. If nothing makes me angry laziness and ignorance do. It does not matter if you have to stand in line all day; you've had since Oct.16th to vote early. I know plenty of people who don't conplain when the new J's come out, stand in line for them. Or the day after Thanksgiving, thinking they're going to save big on Christmas gifts-- well think about it like this, you are saving big on your life for the next four years. And if you don't go vote, please spare us all the complaints about not having any money, of not having a job, or something thats going on in the world, us having to read your status updates every few hours and all those notes complaining about things when we have the opportunity in front of us to vote and do something about it. Maya Angelou said.."If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, then change your attitude about it. Never complain." Well, don't ever complain when you can look at something in a positve light at any costs, however, we don't have to be satisfied all the time either. We have to power to change a situation in this country that is discouraging and dissatisfying, so do something about it while we can.




>> and for the believers out there who think they don't have to vote because God will just work it out.... uuhhh No. Why are we even on earth then, if he's always just going to work everything out...? Why do we have free will when he'll just work it out? why do we study for test if he's just gone work it out? why do we go to work, he'll make a way and the bills will get paid, he'll work it out? Why did Martin Luther King Jr get assasinated if he was just going to work it out? Why did we have over 400 years of slavery if God just works it out? Now you're right, God does work things out, but he works in us, he manifest himself through our faith, however faith without works is dead... So stop being a lazy Christian. God makes things better and answers our prayers in the form of conflicting situations and circumstances. He provides us with the endless opportunities to know him, act on his will and word, and make the right choices. It's not his fault if we fail to do so....








So get out there and VOTE!!!!

Same Dream Different Day.......

Lets Show them that Dreams DO come true........

*And I took this picture from Brandi because it's one of the best one's I've seen. Pray that this becomes reality....Speak things into existence, but you have to believe it's possible also....

>>~*I'm a believer!

GO OBAMA

*I'm Tired......*

I'm tired of loving you
but it seems like thats all i know how to do...
i'm tired of having nothing else to do but think about you
what are you doing, whats on your mind,
what can i do better, when you can't even find the time
to tell me how you feel.
i'm tired of trying to convince you that i deserve better
than your minimun efforts towards making me happy
im tired of begging you to care and writing these love letters,
when you never pay attention and throw these words back at me
i'm tired of sitting at home waiting for you to come home
to my home that i made our home, yet i stll live alone
because you just not there
literally and mentally, because you just dont care
im tired of trying to beg you to want to see me smile
im tired of having to give you the answers to a free response opinionated
survey of your feelings
because any answer would really do,
but you can't even bother to respond
to my thoughts and with my hearts song you refuse to sing along
i'm tired of you making me feel bad, for feeling bad,
when its something you did that made me cry
and im tired of you making me feel weak because i do so
like im only doing it for attention,
something else you feel you dont owe...
me for all the time i've wasted helping you chase your dreams
fought so hard for you, that i have nothing left for me,
myself ,
and whenever i need a lift to make me feel like im somebody,
you turn into everybody else.
im tired of you thinking im not as good as you,
like i have to earn my right to be treated like a queen
you put me down for wanting to be held up,
like i shouldn't expect to be tangible aspects of your dreams
im tired of you telling me im selfish for noticing that you think about yourself before me
im tired of you telling me i put you down when i get mad that you don't stand up for me
im tired of you thinking that i try to manipulate you by doing everything in my power to prevent you from hurting me again,
i didn't know how much you liked to see me cry
I'm tired of keeping my phone on silent just to pick up to see you still havent called
im tired of not being able to do what i need to for my self, when you never let that stop you at all
i'm tired of having bad dreams and turning to you and you can't even wake up to provide comfort for me
when so many nights i sit up, and watch you dream just to make sure you breathe.
im tired of having the lawn seats to my own show, when you have the all access pass
and im tired of feeling like i dont deserve better from you, when i'd give you of me my very last
I'm tired of being the only one who cares about building a future for "us"
I'm tired of investing everything i have into someone else who always keeps their own reservations
i pay the interest just to be appreciated, when after all this time my value has gone down, cuz there's nothing left after you take the best of me without hesitation
I'm tired of getting only a few hours of sleep waiting for you to come home, and then lowering myself to anticipate your typical attempts at affection
I give you all of me every night, for half price,
because i take your shit all day
settling for less within myself at night,
just to hold on to some sign that you still love me.....
......And wonder why when you're fast asleep
i lay awake and feel cheap
my soul telling me that it feels cheated
and my heart saying i can't keep taking this beatin'
because thats what it feels like...
and to everyone else i make excuses for the bruises that they see in my eyes,
they see in my smile, they notice in my style, and hear in my voice,
all because i made the choice
to love you another day....
I'm tired of being the only one who believes in us, and hoping we last
and being placed in that position whenever it's convenient for you to not confront what you've become...
and i know i got a lot of work to do, but i never stopped loving you
and i never stopped praying for you
i never stopped making you number one in my heart
even though its not even in my possession anymore
i gave you that too
went to the end of the earth looking for you
and to realize that you can't even appreciate the journey
give me no credit for the things i've seen
made all the obstacles i overcame on the way seem,
like things that were only coming to me anyway, because i get what i deserve.
that i dont know God like you do, because i dont know everything about the Word
And you right
im tired of defending myself or trying to prove to you that He's the very one that's been directing your life
that that God that I don't know is the one who lays beside you every night
is reflected in the eyes of the girl who's crying for you to treat me right
i'm tired of trying to convince you that God is in me, and he's what brought me back to you
and the more you hurt me, you're only hurting you
because you battle me all day, but at the end it's you that you fight
and since you don't want me, i'll leave you with this advice...
i sacrificed myself for you, and in vain you take advantage of your life....


you had it so good....
i should've known id never b able to make you happy....
guess i was the one that was wrong...
jokes on me

..... back to the old Ashley....

Dear God, I'm Sorry, and I'm listening....

Dear God,

I'm sorry. Sorry for putting you second, even though that was never my intention. I"m sorry for letting you down, but i swear to you now, I'm listenin' . I'm sorry for sacrificing the woman you sacrificd your own son for. I'm sorry for giving myself up to defeat, when you felt like I was worth more than fighting for. I'm sorry for looking in the mirror and hating that myself sometimes I see, I only said those things about you because I forgot you lived in me. And all those times I was so dissatisfied with all what had become of me, I forgot that you had made me, and knew what was best for me. Oh Dear God, I'm so sorry...


I'm sorry for beating you up, every time I put myself down. And I'm sorry for making you lose your crown, 'cause I was too busy keeping my head down. I'm sorry for having more faith in what you've done, instead of what you can do. I turned to other people, putting them before you. I'm sorry for allowing my whole world fall before my eyes. The devil could get to the things I loved more, and now they believe his lies. Oh God, I'm so sorry.


I"m so sorry God for having all the opportunity in the world to do right by you and dont. I swear I try but it just gets so hard when I carry as my gifts false hope. I'm sorry for not truly believing in you anymore. I"m sorry for being so selfish that when things go wrong or get hard I blame you for it. I'm sorry for blaming you when my relationship goes wrong. If I put my faith in you, instead of a man, we'd both be better off. I'm sorry for thinking that I can build a home and a life for myself, with no foundation; to only set the people I love more than anything up for failure and humiliation. I'm sorry for dissappointing you again, by letting the devil get the best of me. I swear all I really in my deepest of hearts want is for you to open me back up, and set me free.


I'm not going to make you anymore promises that I know I cannot keep. I'm just saying that I'm listening, because without you, I don't know me. I'm not saying that I wont mess up again, or lose sight of where I've placed you in the orders of my life. I just know that without you being in the driver's seat, I'm out of order, and in a winless fight. So I'm listening God, to whatever it is you want me to hear. You've knocked me down, before the devil could take me out, So I'd have to get up out of faith, instead of fear. I just want you to know that I love you, and I trust that things will be all right. And when I go to sleep, I'll never close my eyes with out thanking you if for nothing else, my life. And I pray that you'll make me over, and that I can live up to the function of my craft. So that if one day you should ever need an angel, to me you wont hesitate to ask....














I love you God, and thank you, for loving me.......

*Change is Coming.....*

Tonight CNN is doing a special on "Black in America". This stikes me as very profound and moving because it's about time. Next they're doing a segment on "The Black Man in America", and recently the debate over the "N" word has been widely speculated and debated. And all i can say is that it's about time. It's about time that this nation have a conscious and acknowledge and recognize the Black community, and stop trying to hide behind, "Corrective policies", which keep the masks on so many 's faces, for they feel like things are so good; everything and every problem has been solved. The first step to solving a problem is to admit that there is one. And it's not the Blacks are a problem, or they are doing SO bad, it's SUCH a travesty, So sad, no, the problem here is that for years, the playing field has never been equal or fair. Blacks are always at a disadvantage, and lack opportunities, and get trapped within a system whose sole aim in to maintain the status quo--for lack of better words-- whites still in power and at the top, running the counrty, everyone else gets their equal rights,(cough cough) but lets not over do things. I think it's wonderful that these issues are being uncovered and exposed, so if change doesn't occur from this point on, it wont be because WE as a people didn't know about it. And I think that Barack Obama is such an important man in this moment in time, because i feel that his presence, coming on the scene, challenging how things "have always been done", is single handedly causing this country to re-examine what and who he represents. And hopefully, HOPEfully, CHANGE is coming........


*Change we can believe in......



....comes from within....





~Ash

This is the TRUE American Dream

*All Sold Out.......*

I am the American Dream.
I keep the King Dream alive.
I'm out here trying to make it,
gotta hustle to survive.
I've been blessed with the burden of being blessed,
And I dont need that stress.
Why'd everyone have to fight so hard,
to give me their best,
when I'm trying to settle for less?
This is MY time,
so i dont have the time,
to take the time,
to take time out, and appreciate the sunshine;
Cuz i gotta make it Rain.
And if you keep preaching that
"I should respect my past", and saying something bout
what the "Jesus Christ, MartinLutherKingRosaParksFrederickDuboiseHArrietTubman..." one
more time, calling me out MY name...
I'ma be more than two seconds away, from two-steppin my way to walkin' it outta here...
Cuz i claim my own fame.
You say remember what????
Middle Class America aint never been so hard.
Gotta get a real education to get a good job???
Man F*** that,
my gat got my back..
Well,...
I aint got it yet.
But wait 'till my momma's next pay check.
She'll give me some money,
so I can go so hard, stay fly and still stuntin'.
And i met this chick, told me i need to get my life together,
said i need to trade my apathy for respect, nothing I do will last forever..
And i dont even know what the F*** that mean,
So i told her money over B******, traded her to another team.
Why do i care about this American Dream that my parents worked so hard for, just to break bread for you?
Well I dont want a piece of the American pie, I want to take a bite out of that cake,
AND eat it too.
Cuz I have a dream.
That someday everybody would just stop hatin' on a G.
Cuz I tried that nice guy routine,
didn't really work out.
was smart and had a kind heart,
but i kept feelin' left out.
So i said, F*** that, gotta get me some street cred.
Gotta sell and smoke weed,
walk through life usin' my otha head.
Gotta get me a bobble head.
Maybe grow some dreads,
Oh, and tell em' i'm from Buck Head.
Or i could rep New York, I got some family from there,
ha, I never lived in the hood a day in my life, but i gotta have a story to tell.
So my life is looking good,
cuz I'm all about the come up.
Who cares about the Civil rights movement?
I gotta get my weight up.
You talk about "remember the struggle, and if things get hard
to look up.
Well i struggle every day with my Iced-out Jesus piece,
Can't even keep my head up.
It's weighin' me down,
But as long as i got swag,
I've never look back on the life I coud've had,
cuz I AM the American Dream.....!


*We are more, than what we have become...
......Remember.....




~Ash

*some things that made me L a u g h!!!*

*and this is my favorite one.......

*laughter, medicine for the soul.

so take it daily, like a vitamin.....

~Ash

*thought i needed a hug, what i got was Word to have faith....*

Brandi is the one who motivated me to go ahead and put up this. I know why she may save something, but Lord only knows why I save things to put up here, Lord its only me, you and her, than ever read these any way. SO here goes nothing...... but my truth.....





Lord, I need a hug.

Talking to you is great, but sometimes I just need to feel you.

And i guess my relationshp with you should be strong enough that i feel your presence in my mind and heart, and through the tears too,

But i can't help but sometimes feel like i want more, that that just isn't enough.



Lord! I just need a hug....



Life aint no picnic, and i know i'm not telling you anything you dont already know.

It's just that sometimes i get so discouraged, and i can't figure out which way to go.

And i feel like i'm walking through life like Lazarous, but i dont even have enough faith to receive the blessing i need, so i can find find my own way

Instead of just trusting your voice, I either am too afraid to venture out into my own doubt filled darkness, or just stay in a place called frustration, and fall on me knees and pray.

Which is about the most humble thing i do, for you.

I feel like a child who has heard the right things to do so many times, and never follows through.

And am afraid to hear "I told you so", so sometimes i avoid you...

Which is ironic i guess, because i can't put my pride aside to ask you for your guidance that is nothing but love,

And at the same time, deep down inside, i want so bad to just have a hug.



I know you dont put me through anything really, becasue my own disobedience and choices cause me to find myself in certain situations.

And i know sometimes things that we go through aren't by choice, but lately mine seem pretty voluntary, and of my own creation.

I used to pray every night, and seems like my prayers get shorter and shorter,

(And I wonder why i feel broken and out of order)

But i used to pray at night for you to help me have a servant's heart....

And i try so hard Lord to keep that attitude, but you see the hard part,

Is that i can't always get pass myself to do what is so easy, but i always make it hard.

Lord you know i'm not perfect, and not at all what you've got in store for me

But i'm trying,

and i swear i'll do anything you want, if you just dont give up on me...

It's just so hard down here Lord,

Can't i just have a hug...



When i get down i remember how they say to never ask for a lighter load, but broader shoulders.

but Lord it seems like i'm too small to do it all alone, and carrying such a heavy load makes me off balance, and yet i wonder

Is that all a test of my faith and will, cause such a literal translation on my part is all my imagination, when really you probably just meant "ask for broader shoulders" as a testament to just have faith.

Trust you, without complaints or restraints.

And i swear i'ma do better at that, cause i'll never blame you, for my pain.

But Lord you gotta help me stop blaiming others.

I know sometimes it may be because of someone else that i view the blessings you bestowe upon me as burdens.

But that falls back on me, because i should have that heart that will do for others, even if that means i compromise my comfort, to help my friends

Or, i should remember that too much of anything is not a good thing, and sometimes, things aren't my burden to carry,
i mean, blessings

'cause in every blessin' these's a lesson, and it might not have been mine to learn.

So Lord, I'ma do better.

Seems like i can't see the sunshine for always finding the clouds,

So afraid that there may be a storm coming in my life.

And in the process of being cautious, I'm becoming anything but positive, and less spirited,

My worries are occupying where faith should be,

but you can't blame me,

Lord, I'm only human.

I try to shake free the gravity of resentment and negative energy,

because i can't breath and take in what it is i'm supposed to be

if my mind and heart aren't free,

Free enough to allow me to be fresh clay in your hands

But you can't blame me for not wanting to dissappoint you again.

You love me unconditionally,

Something i don't deserve

And i'm not passing judgement on your perceptions of what you feel deserve your love,

I'm just saying that i have a lot to live up to, and i already know that i'll always fall short from above

My application to Heaven is virtually blank, because the benefits far outweigh my qualifications,

and you dont know how much it hurts to be rejected,

Well, i know you do because they rejected Jesus too

i just know that i'm far from perfect, i'm not ready to go right now Lord,

'Cause i got a lot more work to do,

to get ready for you,

And you're all i got, that,

hasn't turned their back,

or lead me off track,

or told me to come back, because they just can't deal with me, or my problems today,

The only one who will not just tell me to find another way, but will come down and help me Make one.

So i can't let you down.

And maybe i need to look at the application again, and check my job duties, see what you want your angels to do

And i see things like, stay humble, be selfless, love EVERYONE, serve and obey you.

And you know what, I can do that, I swear i'll try

And all those times i fall short, and my tears cause me to be blind

And i just sit there, wanting some sort of comfort, something i can feel, to just make the pain go away

I'll stop depending on a person, who can never really give me what you can any day

And i know all i want is a hug sometimes Lord,

But thats my test of faith.

To be patient and loyal to you, without a physical representation ,

of you presence.

The desire to establish a deeper connectiong with you that feels physical, is my new motivation

and the essence, of the matter is

That every time i find the strength to carry on,

Everytime the sun breaks through the clouds in MY sky, and assures me that it's going to be a beautiful day, and all be okay after all,

Every time, through the heaviness of my heart, i find the strength to stop crying, and take a deep breath, and feel that hard pressure on my chest,



I know that's you, squeezing my soul, a hug only you can give....





*When I say… “I am a Christian” - I’m not claiming to be perfect,My flaws are far too visible, but, God believes I am worth it.
When I say… “I am a Christian” - I still feel the sting of pain.I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.
When I say… “I am a Christian” - I’m not holier than thou,I’m just a simple sinner who received God’s good grace, somehow....*



**It's a long road to Heaven....But i gotta get there........


~Ash