Bitten

I've been bitten before but there is something different this time

I didn't look for any signs

I was just minding my own business, doing my regular routines

When all of a sudden I felt a sting

A sharp pinch that immediately got my attention and to my surprise changed everything

I wasn't wearing any repellant because I didn't feel like I needed it 

The truth is I wanted to be bitten. I needed to be bitten.

Now that I have, I refuse to allow it to be hidden.

I want the world to see

I am intrigued 

Love has bitten me

Love you more - Genuwine

I think I found my wedding song!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Final Answer

I understand now why the Bible says let your yes be yes and your no be no

It's easier when you know whether something or someone is hot or cold

Who wants to live life wondering if they should stay or go

The best thing a person can do is make a decision

Be an adult who does not need supervision

Don't allow your answer to be based on conditions

Instead make love your mission

Have enough courage to go after it , having no thought about missing it.

Jesus did. 

Prophesy

The first time I heard someone prophesy is when I was 16 years old

I was not familiar with the practice--only heard it was stories witches told

I was curious as to how God would deliver a message to me by a complete stranger

I believed this practice to be dangerous

After all, I didn't want to play with God so  the message only aroused my anger

But honestly, there was no way this person could have known my feelings were hidden inside a container called my heart

It shed light on so many things I kept in the dark

It revealed God's plan for my life which was completely different from my own

It was as if this stranger followed me home

How could this be?

Now that I'm grown and have gotten in the Word for myself I am able to finally see

That all along God has been preparing me

Same word, just a different vessel to use to get me to feed off the Bible: an entire book filled with prophesies. 

Snowday

Its cold outside and undeniably beautiful
The streets are paved with purity
A single snapshot is simply not enough

The fireplace is lit and your arms are my blanket
I'm stuck inside, unable to drive and yet this is the way I like it

My prayers go up to those who are not experiencing this very moment
The soundtrack of children playing outside is majestic
At this point the sunshine is my worthy opponent

No school, no work,
Just us in your favorite sports sweatshirt
So I gues this snowday is really all about you.
The snow itself just happens to be a perk.

The LIST

I wrote down all the things I wanted in a mate
I put the list under my mattress and began to wait
That list became my guide whenever I went out on dates
Check, Check, Check I would instantly compare and contrast
Making sure there were no questions I would forget to ask
I knew what I wanted for the future because of things that didn't quite work out in the past
I was so careful to follow the list because in my mind the list kept me on track
Some people would tell me to relax my standards or simply forget about the list because the only person qualified to meet every detail was Jesus
Taking all of this into consideration I did not throw the list away but I made a decision to have fun and trust
That God loves me enough to send me someone after his own heart
While the list is a start
I learned not to allow it to solely become the art of dating
Dating is fun
Without the pressure of classifying everyone as "the one"
Because you build something that stands at the focal point of any healthy relationship:
Friendship--an often overlooked bond.



(This poem was written based off my upcoming book....Soon to be published. Look out world!!!!!).

Open Book

When I was little I used to ask God to make my emotions like a light switch
That way I could easily turn my emotions off and on at my own discretion
I knew God to be real but I felt like I needed additional protection

Survival became my truest intimacy
Never had to seek vengeance because no one ever got that close to me
One could say I mastered consistency

I often wondered why people cry over certain things
After all,didn't someone once say "nothing is as bad as it seems"
Those old cliches really know how to sell dreams

I was once so afraid of happiness It became easier to just accepts sadness
Then I finally realized it wasn't my DNA that made me who I was but rather I was a product of all the things I had confessed.

 Consequently, the end of a story is only appreciated after one has truly understood its beginning
I am still in the middle of my story so like you I am reading in search of an satisfying ending