While you consider in wonderment
The very desire which you’ve prayed for most
I watch patiently smiling
Instead of attempting to boast
As you continue pressing pause
Keeping your efforts deliberately stalled
I stand, as a pillar of faith
Because my name has already been called
In the midst of your clouded thoughts
Over-analyzed judgements and decisions
I press onward
Never losing sight of the vision
While you silently self-assess
Bracing yourself, building up your nerve
I meditate on what I already know
As promised in God’s Word
As you prepare yourself
Always staying on guard
I continue loving
And opening my heart
In the midst of waiting on your sign
My confirmation has already come true
And all that I’ve waited for
Is unmistakably, inevitably…you.
Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label relationships. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
God's Treat
I heard you were looking for me
Thought I’d save you the trouble
Said you were looking for a good woman
Well I can give you double…
You won’t find me in the club
Though you may find some…
If you’re really searching
You’ll look for me in Proverbs 31
You won’t find childish ways
Or an immature, teen love
Instead you’ll find something lasting
A 1st Corinthians 13 love
Know what you are looking for
He that finds a wife finds a good thing
If you are looking for your Queen
Make sure you are ready to be my King
I heard you were looking for me
I can’t wait till we finally meet
Said you were looking for a good woman
Well, you are in for God’s treat…
Thought I’d save you the trouble
Said you were looking for a good woman
Well I can give you double…
You won’t find me in the club
Though you may find some…
If you’re really searching
You’ll look for me in Proverbs 31
You won’t find childish ways
Or an immature, teen love
Instead you’ll find something lasting
A 1st Corinthians 13 love
Know what you are looking for
He that finds a wife finds a good thing
If you are looking for your Queen
Make sure you are ready to be my King
I heard you were looking for me
I can’t wait till we finally meet
Said you were looking for a good woman
Well, you are in for God’s treat…
Thursday, May 7, 2009
My Roots...
My roots once intertwined with another...
Growing ever intricately, delicately wrapped in eachother
Whatever you were looking for, you would not have to search far to find
Because my roots were your roots, and your roots were mine
My roots seemed to be taken from apart of you
My roots willing to follow wherever you lead me to
Words you never even spoke, only I could hear it
My roots and your roots, destined to bear the fruit of the spirit
My roots gave you the feeling that there was no one greater
Growing together, our union was pleasing in the sight of our Creator
My roots merged with your roots making every movement rhyme
You and I together - were a perfect design
But now your roots have started to twist and turn
For yesterday and good times my roots have begun to yearn
The soil we felt was so rich, no longer satisfies
Your roots all the while continue to become harder to gratify
You've forgotten that my roots come from good earth
My once beautiful form has all the sudden lost its worth
You've changed slowly with the progression of time
Your roots have become increasingly difficult to recognize
My roots are still growing towards heaven as i am strengthened
Being renourished and washed anew as I am lengthened
I will no longer depend on you - my happiness Ive learned to supply
Because my roots have been remolded - beautiful in the Master's eyes
My roots were once interwined with another
Growing ever intricately, wrapped in eachother
And though we were once rooted together, it is now time to say goodbye
Because my roots are no longer quenched by yours, the life of us has gone dry...
March 2005 (c) SRH
Growing ever intricately, delicately wrapped in eachother
Whatever you were looking for, you would not have to search far to find
Because my roots were your roots, and your roots were mine
My roots seemed to be taken from apart of you
My roots willing to follow wherever you lead me to
Words you never even spoke, only I could hear it
My roots and your roots, destined to bear the fruit of the spirit
My roots gave you the feeling that there was no one greater
Growing together, our union was pleasing in the sight of our Creator
My roots merged with your roots making every movement rhyme
You and I together - were a perfect design
But now your roots have started to twist and turn
For yesterday and good times my roots have begun to yearn
The soil we felt was so rich, no longer satisfies
Your roots all the while continue to become harder to gratify
You've forgotten that my roots come from good earth
My once beautiful form has all the sudden lost its worth
You've changed slowly with the progression of time
Your roots have become increasingly difficult to recognize
My roots are still growing towards heaven as i am strengthened
Being renourished and washed anew as I am lengthened
I will no longer depend on you - my happiness Ive learned to supply
Because my roots have been remolded - beautiful in the Master's eyes
My roots were once interwined with another
Growing ever intricately, wrapped in eachother
And though we were once rooted together, it is now time to say goodbye
Because my roots are no longer quenched by yours, the life of us has gone dry...
March 2005 (c) SRH
It Wasn't Like This Yesterday...
It wasn’t like this yesterday
Yesterday looming in the sky, dark clouds formed
And all of the sudden, out of nowhere there came a storm
But I reassured myself, and had not an ounce of fear
Because I was certain that he would be near
It wasn’t like this yesterday
Yesterday, it never ceased to pour
It rained until it seemed the earth could be saturated no more
But still my soul and heart were soothingly at bay
Knowing that my feelings for him would never lead me astray
It wasn’t like this yesterday
Yesterday, the sky remained an intense, boundless dark
The sun was no longer present, only a barren, empty mark
Yet, still my spirit was overflowing with warmth and shine
For he made me feel a happiness ever so divine
It wasn’t like this yesterday
No yesterday it was quite dreary and blue
And the heavens maintained a monotonous hue
And I began to question the reasons for such a downcast day
Yet, still optimism is what I continued to convey
Then yesterday passed, and now it is today
The storms have stopped rumbling and the earth has stopped crying
Now all that is left is a beautiful rainbow, breathtakingly surprising
And, while he is still here, something else has occurred
Walking into my life and taking it for a turn
It wasn’t like this yesterday
On yesterday I was definitely nothing other than sure
That the skies in my life would return to tranquility and azure
And that he would ultimately be the one who painted my sky blue
It wasn’t like this yesterday, for yesterday was before I met you
June 2006 (c) SRH
Yesterday looming in the sky, dark clouds formed
And all of the sudden, out of nowhere there came a storm
But I reassured myself, and had not an ounce of fear
Because I was certain that he would be near
It wasn’t like this yesterday
Yesterday, it never ceased to pour
It rained until it seemed the earth could be saturated no more
But still my soul and heart were soothingly at bay
Knowing that my feelings for him would never lead me astray
It wasn’t like this yesterday
Yesterday, the sky remained an intense, boundless dark
The sun was no longer present, only a barren, empty mark
Yet, still my spirit was overflowing with warmth and shine
For he made me feel a happiness ever so divine
It wasn’t like this yesterday
No yesterday it was quite dreary and blue
And the heavens maintained a monotonous hue
And I began to question the reasons for such a downcast day
Yet, still optimism is what I continued to convey
Then yesterday passed, and now it is today
The storms have stopped rumbling and the earth has stopped crying
Now all that is left is a beautiful rainbow, breathtakingly surprising
And, while he is still here, something else has occurred
Walking into my life and taking it for a turn
It wasn’t like this yesterday
On yesterday I was definitely nothing other than sure
That the skies in my life would return to tranquility and azure
And that he would ultimately be the one who painted my sky blue
It wasn’t like this yesterday, for yesterday was before I met you
June 2006 (c) SRH
Friday, May 23, 2008
Wolves in Sheep's Clothes...
I probably should have wrote this blog a long time ago...
But silly me didn't realize just how transpired events (even until today) were shaping yet another lesson learned.
Who has ever heard the saying a 'nigga' is a 'nigga' (and excuse my language, but I just need to get my point across)? I can truly say I really thought I understood fully and completely well what this statement meant, but CLEARLY I hadn't.
Okay, let me lay it out here for yall (and this is for men and women both):
Who has ever thought that talking to or dating someone hinged on set criteria and prerequisites such as, status, beit monetary or reputation, educational background, moral standing, and/or career choice/path? I must willingly admit, that I was a firm believer in the standards I had set for the filter I used to weed out the men from the boys, the losers from the winners, the keepers from the keep it pushin'. I thought that with my trusty list of credentials, I would never come across those 'niggas' that KeKe 'nem from up the street were always dealing with. Ha ha ha, but oh contrare! Just like in the justice realm it is said 'innocent until proven guilty'...I was 'naive (borderline dumb) until proven wrong.'
As I said, I had a set list of my standards that I called myself never settling for so that I could never be hurt: The list is as follows:
1.) College Degree --> Bachelor's minimum but Graduate degree would be even better
2.) Nice car and House (or a desire to own a home within the next 3-5 years)
3.) Career not a job (there is a huge difference) or furthering his degree at the time
4.) No children preferably
5.) Real relationship with the Lord/able to be a spiritual partner
Now, those were my 5 basic bare minimum requirements as to what I was looking for in a mate (more here and there were added, however these were consistent). Using these rules, I actually dated 3-4 men who fit all of them. Here's where the rude awakening comes...they were all 'niggas'! Two were PhD students and were on track to making six figures! One was succesfully employed after receiving a graduate degree with a nice home. All of them claimed to have a right relationship with the Lord. And none of them had children. I thought surely that my Adam was somewhere in there! WRONG!! These turned out to be some of the grimiest, most trifling men I have encountered in my life. A mangy dog ridden with fleas is compliment compared to their kind! They lied, cheated, and manipulated all with the most innocent of smiles on their faces. So what is my point?
Don't think that just because you seemed to have found someone with high moral standing along with the career, education, and status to back it up that he (or she) is not a 'nigga.' Transcripts, paygrade, and the cost of a car have nothing to do with the make of a man (or woman). We as people like to pretend like it does, but it truly is mutually exclusive. A person is going to be who he or she wants to be regardless of his/her position in life. It may be fair to say that a person of good character with goals and determination, may live a life with such perks as a nice career, car, and house. But the converse just is not true whatsoever. It is highly inaccurate to say a person with a nice career, car, and house is probably of good moral character. And that is where the fallacy within my naive, young mind resided for almost 23 years.
For all of you reading this, take stock in this: Wolves in Sheep's Clothing may not be that hard to spot if you wise up and look at the way you are looking at things yourself. All wolves don't smell like wolves or hang with wolves. Just like all 'niggas' don't look like 'niggas' or neccesarily hang with them. I thought there was an easy way to make sure that I would never surround myself with a wolf, when actuality I was only increasing my chances of encountering wolves in sheep's clothing. So, re-evaluate how you choose your potential mates. Do not make it about credentials or prerequisites...you are not interviewing for a job. Instead, think about the very thing that cannot be bounded or held by a college degree or bought with money...LOVE. I am not saying that you shouldn't be concerned with the credentials I named earlier, clearly we all need security in knowing that our mate could provide for us; however, those cannot be the sole basis we use to find our mate. That is left up to God our maker and the love we decide to share with one another.
But silly me didn't realize just how transpired events (even until today) were shaping yet another lesson learned.
Who has ever heard the saying a 'nigga' is a 'nigga' (and excuse my language, but I just need to get my point across)? I can truly say I really thought I understood fully and completely well what this statement meant, but CLEARLY I hadn't.
Okay, let me lay it out here for yall (and this is for men and women both):
Who has ever thought that talking to or dating someone hinged on set criteria and prerequisites such as, status, beit monetary or reputation, educational background, moral standing, and/or career choice/path? I must willingly admit, that I was a firm believer in the standards I had set for the filter I used to weed out the men from the boys, the losers from the winners, the keepers from the keep it pushin'. I thought that with my trusty list of credentials, I would never come across those 'niggas' that KeKe 'nem from up the street were always dealing with. Ha ha ha, but oh contrare! Just like in the justice realm it is said 'innocent until proven guilty'...I was 'naive (borderline dumb) until proven wrong.'
As I said, I had a set list of my standards that I called myself never settling for so that I could never be hurt: The list is as follows:
1.) College Degree --> Bachelor's minimum but Graduate degree would be even better
2.) Nice car and House (or a desire to own a home within the next 3-5 years)
3.) Career not a job (there is a huge difference) or furthering his degree at the time
4.) No children preferably
5.) Real relationship with the Lord/able to be a spiritual partner
Now, those were my 5 basic bare minimum requirements as to what I was looking for in a mate (more here and there were added, however these were consistent). Using these rules, I actually dated 3-4 men who fit all of them. Here's where the rude awakening comes...they were all 'niggas'! Two were PhD students and were on track to making six figures! One was succesfully employed after receiving a graduate degree with a nice home. All of them claimed to have a right relationship with the Lord. And none of them had children. I thought surely that my Adam was somewhere in there! WRONG!! These turned out to be some of the grimiest, most trifling men I have encountered in my life. A mangy dog ridden with fleas is compliment compared to their kind! They lied, cheated, and manipulated all with the most innocent of smiles on their faces. So what is my point?
Don't think that just because you seemed to have found someone with high moral standing along with the career, education, and status to back it up that he (or she) is not a 'nigga.' Transcripts, paygrade, and the cost of a car have nothing to do with the make of a man (or woman). We as people like to pretend like it does, but it truly is mutually exclusive. A person is going to be who he or she wants to be regardless of his/her position in life. It may be fair to say that a person of good character with goals and determination, may live a life with such perks as a nice career, car, and house. But the converse just is not true whatsoever. It is highly inaccurate to say a person with a nice career, car, and house is probably of good moral character. And that is where the fallacy within my naive, young mind resided for almost 23 years.
For all of you reading this, take stock in this: Wolves in Sheep's Clothing may not be that hard to spot if you wise up and look at the way you are looking at things yourself. All wolves don't smell like wolves or hang with wolves. Just like all 'niggas' don't look like 'niggas' or neccesarily hang with them. I thought there was an easy way to make sure that I would never surround myself with a wolf, when actuality I was only increasing my chances of encountering wolves in sheep's clothing. So, re-evaluate how you choose your potential mates. Do not make it about credentials or prerequisites...you are not interviewing for a job. Instead, think about the very thing that cannot be bounded or held by a college degree or bought with money...LOVE. I am not saying that you shouldn't be concerned with the credentials I named earlier, clearly we all need security in knowing that our mate could provide for us; however, those cannot be the sole basis we use to find our mate. That is left up to God our maker and the love we decide to share with one another.
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