I’ve wrestled with unclean spirits,
Hurdled over the obstacles of homelessness,
And shot by bullets from the mouth of a broken woman,
But I survived.
Unwanted and Unloved, at night, use to tug me in
Yet I slept comfortably like nights at the Comfort Inn.
Tormented by insecurities, but somehow I found security.
I endured many heartbreaks and broken arteries,
And bled into depression.
But I recovered through prayers and hymns.
Stronger than I, was me.
I felt like Hercules.
Until I raged war against God Almighty.
There was a shift from sanity to insanity,
An adjustment to my ego. He humbled me.
For in His eyes, I am His son, not my own hero.
I tried to rewrite His timing and His will;
Refusing to surrender, He left me at standstill.
Choked by my own understanding,
I did not know that a fight against God would be this draining.
Boasting I yell “my reach is far.”
But when I boxed against God my arms were short.
Channeling Mike Tyson, I bite to quench,
But the Holy Spirit corrected my stench.
I rolled in sin spitefully, I am a mess again
But His love and His grace were consistent.
Painfully I lament, and in my lamentation I had to repent
Because Man vs God is a suicidal attempt.
Proverbs 16:9 “A man’s heart plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps.”
Job 5:17-18 “Blessed is the one whom God corrects; so do not despise the discipline of the Almighty. For He wounds, but He also binds up; He injures but His hands also heal.”
Proverbs 3:11-12 “My son, do not despise the Lord’s discipline, and do not resent His rebuke, because the Lord disciplines those he loves, as a father the son He delights in.”