This morning I woke up, ready to conquer the world, but I couldnt get out of bed, my brain started to swirl.
So many thoughts, and emotions I felt, I started to cry,
Why? I couldn't tell.
Everything was stuck, inside my heart.
I needed to talk to God, but didn't know how to start.
I cried a bit more, and I felt what I felt.
But I couldnt express it, no matter how long I knelt.
Finally I decided, I could waste time no more.
I headed to my closet, flung open my drawers.
As the clothes began to fly, into a bin, to go off to some charity
, my soul started openin. it kind of scared me.
It came out with anger, just a tiny bit, tears and pain raged, I grasped for understanding.
All of my words, as I spoke to my God,
rhymed just like this while I was watched by my dog.
No doubt he was perplexed, and I said quite a lot.
Is this a way to talk to God? It seems rather odd.
Then just like a loving, and understanding father,
when he'd given me a moment, he let me fall silent.
I had said my piece, and then he replied...
dont throw a way that tee shirt, you'll miss it sometime.
ok, I said, but sometimes it reminds me of pain.
I dont want to remember this now, I want it out of my brain.
Yeah, but I love you, and it will be just fine.
You are over reacting a little this time.
I know exactly what your feeling, and I want you to know,
I haven't forgotten you, nor left you alone.
I know the last year was rough, and times may still get rougher,
but you are my daughter, I love you like no other.
I am pleased with all the hard things you've done.
I know it was hard, and you just want some fun.
Laughter not tears, joy and no pain.
I know you want all the hurts to just go away.
I can give you peace, and let you know you are loved.
I can help you keep trying, until you're all done.
I can tell you not to give up, when you think you've lost everything
I can lead you to living water, but I can't force you to believe.
Talk to me, anytime, day or night.
Know, you are not alone in this fight.
but I cannot make you get out of your bed.
I can't make you fight for the dreams in your head.
I can just love you and help you along.
But you're going to have to trust me,
and I'll make you strong.
Well, that was my morning, more or less there.
I woke up thinking I just didnt care.
then I cared too much, and couldn't handle the hurt,
till God reminded me, he knows what Im worth.
So life may not be perfect, probably never will be,
but God so loves and knows me, He's even willing to rhyme with me.
It may seem kind of cheesy, or even sacralige,
But I like that he knows me enough to give me days just like this.
So many thoughts, and emotions I felt, I started to cry,
Why? I couldn't tell.
Everything was stuck, inside my heart.
I needed to talk to God, but didn't know how to start.
I cried a bit more, and I felt what I felt.
But I couldnt express it, no matter how long I knelt.
Finally I decided, I could waste time no more.
I headed to my closet, flung open my drawers.
As the clothes began to fly, into a bin, to go off to some charity
, my soul started openin. it kind of scared me.
It came out with anger, just a tiny bit, tears and pain raged, I grasped for understanding.
All of my words, as I spoke to my God,
rhymed just like this while I was watched by my dog.
No doubt he was perplexed, and I said quite a lot.
Is this a way to talk to God? It seems rather odd.
Then just like a loving, and understanding father,
when he'd given me a moment, he let me fall silent.
I had said my piece, and then he replied...
dont throw a way that tee shirt, you'll miss it sometime.
ok, I said, but sometimes it reminds me of pain.
I dont want to remember this now, I want it out of my brain.
Yeah, but I love you, and it will be just fine.
You are over reacting a little this time.
I know exactly what your feeling, and I want you to know,
I haven't forgotten you, nor left you alone.
I know the last year was rough, and times may still get rougher,
but you are my daughter, I love you like no other.
I am pleased with all the hard things you've done.
I know it was hard, and you just want some fun.
Laughter not tears, joy and no pain.
I know you want all the hurts to just go away.
I can give you peace, and let you know you are loved.
I can help you keep trying, until you're all done.
I can tell you not to give up, when you think you've lost everything
I can lead you to living water, but I can't force you to believe.
Talk to me, anytime, day or night.
Know, you are not alone in this fight.
but I cannot make you get out of your bed.
I can't make you fight for the dreams in your head.
I can just love you and help you along.
But you're going to have to trust me,
and I'll make you strong.
Well, that was my morning, more or less there.
I woke up thinking I just didnt care.
then I cared too much, and couldn't handle the hurt,
till God reminded me, he knows what Im worth.
So life may not be perfect, probably never will be,
but God so loves and knows me, He's even willing to rhyme with me.
It may seem kind of cheesy, or even sacralige,
But I like that he knows me enough to give me days just like this.
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