I will beg...

I will beg,

Lord extends me a chance, and I will beg. Pride I have not, vision of what my life would be, without thee scares me, I do not want to be free. Free of your mercy and never knowing your grace, and so I pray…

Living on this planet has weakened me. Consumed by my flesh, my flesh consumes me, overwhelmed by sin, not much moves me. Yet you strengthen me and gave her to me. Soul mates… And so I pray.

I asked for a beautiful wife, respectful kids, so I can give them back to you and you can be happy of how your son did. Here, my wife and my kids. Giving them back to you to praise your name, infect the world with goodness as you. They are you. “Greater is he that is within me, than he that is within the world” well if you rule over me and reside within my girls, more than the devil of this world, than the strength is within me.

As I her Adam and she my Eve, have I wronged my Eve in some way that would cause you to take her away from me? Did I receive her and start to neglect you? Have I started to pray less, no cause I pray more and now that my mate is happy with my soul, I pray more than more.

I thank you when the mate of my soul is kissing me, I acknowledge you my GOD within my day as it weakens me and you repeatedly strengthen me. I put others before me and only now ask you can I pray for me as I have pray for so many others, can I ask for happiness when I have put others happiness before mines, time, after time, after time…

Am I being less of my human gender, a man, which begs? Well checking my ego at the door, she is worth that and so much more. Never at the extent of neglecting you my LORD, but she is my EVE to help praise you my LORD. To help raise kids to exalt you holly name my LORD. She is my life’s link that is missing, I have her heart but the devil is running rampet through our lives, interfering with your plan, give us a clear head to deal with the madness, and a prayer to pray to remove the sadness… If need be, LORD, I will beg…

I know no pride, I feel no pain, and I am num to my ego, on my knees in the rain. As such to hide my tears, begging my president for CHANGE. Or am I even worthy to have a better life, less confusion, to come inside for a CHANGE. Shed no tears, hiding from the rain. I feel no shame.

LORD I will beg.