Power in I am

Run from one thing right in the hands of another what’s right what’s wrong sounds like to many things going on can’t keep it together on my own the hand of God always reaching down to scoop me up when i fall I’ve been dying longer than I’ve been alive

I’ve been a Christian longer than not in times of dis beleave I found my self searching and grabbing ahold of the things that bound me constantly trying to shank themoff left me in a turmoil state of being Why do I feel empty when I have everything I need, the sunshines is out , shining on my face, a feeling that can’t be replaced. Thoughts racing through my head all trying to keep my fresh bound to be Spirit lead-Hearing the water move and the wind blow ,in the distance a chirp A bird singing and being thankful that he can fly and ask my self why the answer comes to mind be still and listen , your heart speaks loud the tapping in my ear sounds like a old type writer be tapped to tell the story of this broken but not bound man keeping calm and know that He is God He hath made me to be as Unique and as complicated as I am for a Purpose in which some day will stand in his judgement for the works I did with my hand faith with works is dead lead me Holy Spirit this is the word I have said !