Story telling.
Everybody loves a good story.
Something that brings many together,
And takes them away to perhaps a better place.Where dreams are made real and anything can and will happen.
Just hours away from reality could make my heart feel glad,
But then the story ended...
And it's the reality I always had to return to.Hours I recall God,
I would spend hours just reading,
A whole book if possible,
And travel away to a different place.I don't miss it.
God. I don't miss the past
Filled with books and isolation.
At least not the books I use to read.They were good stories,
Something that kept me interested
But they were bad for me.
They fed my fleshAnd not my spirit or mind.
Thank You Jesus
For being the one to tell me this.
Show me the darkness I was feeding.What I do miss God
Is writing.
Not the things I use to write,
Only You know how dark those stories were.But I miss writing in general
And wanting to help someone else
Wanting to speak a message to others
With the thing produced from this brain.But who would ever want to read my stories?
Who would care about how I saw the world?
I'm just one little voice
Trying to be heard over thousands of others.What I did not know...
Was how important story telling is.
How writers like me
Should take it seriously.We are teachers,
What we write,
What we say,
Is what we are preaching.Jesus, You are the greatest story teller.
Your parables speak truth through lands of fiction.
My personal favorite
Would be the prodigal son.All of them...
Had a message to speak.
It taught us and showed us
What our 'logical' minds are blind to.My hands ache to write.
My mind goes racing with ideas
But I lack the motivation to sit
And write my heart out.Forgive me Jesus,
I want to take this seriously.
There are so many ideas!
Thank You God for this gift.I want to write.
I want to use the gifts You Give.
I want to help somebody, even if only a little.
With just some little stories of mine.God.
You are the one that takes these stories,
And You make them great,
You touch others through the words written on paper.I'm just the writer.
Who has ideas of stories.
You are the story teller.
Telling me the story on both paper and off paper.Can You teach me to be
A
Story teller
Too?
YOU ARE READING
Dance of Life
EspiritualTake this pain, rip out my heart if you have to! I don't want this anymore! Dancing. Fast pace, Bend. Twirl. Dip. Up, down, Left, right, Fast pace.