Faith and Relationships

To grow faith you speak it into existence. You grow it by planting a seed that you water with your words. Regardless of your awareness, you plant several seeds eVeryday. You decide with your word choice whether weeds or flowers will bloom in your life. Deep ain't it!!? We decide our lives! We can choose to be passive or we can choose to be actively positive. I'm sure one could choose to be actively negative, but why speed up your demise by watering weeds of your own destruction. All these truths swarmed around my head as I thought about the way I discuss my relationship. I could here myself saying, "This isn't going to work" "My feelings confuse me" "I'll never be able to trust him" when I realized I was planting seeds of failure into my relationship. I needed a change.

In the midst of our confusion
I say things are clear
I speak what I want to see
Instead of what i feel
My words are the container of energy that heal our situation
They blow life into the relationship we develop
The foundation of sweet fellowship
I let flow from my lips hope happiness and fulfillment
Words that encourage and empower
Words that helps us to enter into a divine intertwining of our spirits
A love story that touches the hearts of all those that hear it
Something rare long standing and sweet
Words that defeat all forms of worldly deceit
I speak trust over lust
I let a spring flow from my lips that springs patience over anger
I speak against all words that would endanger God's plan
I speak against everything that would yield me incapable of being your women and you of being my man
From your rib came me
With my lips I set us above all things worldly
I place us back in the first garden of tranquility

Post Graduations Fears with respect to Robert Frost

I received my diploma in the mail yesterday. The strangest feeling came over me as i cracked open the tube. I had anticipated feelings of joy, happiness, pride in my accomplishment...I had even anticipated feeling sadness that my journey had come to an end. What I had not anticipated was fear, but that is exactly the blanket that covered me as I stared at the piece of paper...fear...fear of what led ahead, fear of disappointing myself and my supporters, fear of the future. I felt my self at a crossroad....

Walked across the stage
Into the yellow wood
Two roads diverged ahead
Contemplating my route long I stood
One road was decorated with approval
Along the side supporters stood
Reason pushed me forward
But my heart turned feet to planted wood
Traditional and Unconventional
The street signs read
Heart and Mind
Each one lead
In a different direction
Father time at my back
Leaving only moments for reflection
Dodging stone hard questions
I choose
to follow hearts path
to never look back
and I'm sure that'll make all the difference