Prying and begging and risking who I am seeking the truth.
"Blood is thicker than water" but there's blood diseases too.
Then you want me to PUBLICLY preach God's word and follow His promise.
Yet do you realize that if I do that than I have to PUBLICLY be flawless?
Can't be the shining honor of this primped and polished saint.
Don't have the steady hand or even the right shade of paint.
Overwhelmed of a desire to share what I did not master.
Grilled with tested faith treated like some church's pastor.
Confessing as a believer and a sinner; might as well be a demon.
Who's going to listen to such a human contradicting heathen?
Now I'm not discouraged one bit. Not even in the slightest.
Just want to share the pressure of believers expected to be righteous.
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A Piece of Me
PoetryPart of me just for you. For every emotion, every unsolved question, and every part of me that I was not able to comprehend, even for myself, to be able to explain to those who deserved it and meant most to me, this is for you. Welcome to just a par...
