Today is the first day of the rest of my life,
Therefore, every next one I’m in-is a new chapter.
Every morning, I wake up, God’s mercies to me are new-
So, with on my heart, His daily touch- I am able to prove…
That I love Him, that I am thankful-that He is the only One able
To mold and strengthen my life, because it’s so easily breakable.
Just one more day to prove-how much for others I will lose.
And know that my tears for others are real,
Because always for the next person, I’m to lift up-
I’ll lose if they can gain, the Master of the universe to me explains…
That He was there always, and is there forever-
He has placed His Word inside of me. as the greatest Treasure!
A time to be married to my beautiful wife,
A time to live with my kids,
Time and again to prove my life is (for others) to give!
A time to know, a time of notion
A time to grow in the fact connection,
That helping others build, is in-tact protection.
A chapter to heal with the faithful “Unsealed”
Understanding (unworthily) I have been blessed for real!
whether I look back, or pierce through ahead
Life is still permanently on track, my life is hid-my life is dead!
But that’s a good thing…Because it’s the old life that’s dead!
It makes me smile as I cry…
Knowing all the while-my soul will never die!
Rather in eternity-with Christ is life forever,
And best of all, while down here on this earth…
Is to show my schizophrenia has no worth-
Over the grace of God-that I cling to endeavor!
As chance and chapter to prove purity-is more dominant than deceit
With the bowels of the new heart and spirit-God has freely given me!!!
Crystal, I really appreciate that poem about your perfect day. It’s inspirational and hopeful, and a very good job well done. Thank you for accepting my friend request It’s an honor to meet you-God Bless ♥
October 17th 2006…
Gave up on the old life-it just could not exist.
I was using, drinking, abusing-Trying self to die
But though I was overblown-was some thinking in mind.
At the end of the night-substance and alcohol gone
Came this thinking of life stinking-maybe I was wrong.
Wait a minute here-I should be crumped,
These gasoline fumes just may be dumb.
Tomorrow, my only daughter…turns five-
And I’m not wanting to be alive?
How could one steal a life to others real?
When this world came to life-was it a flip deal?
Had not my best friend-escaped again,
To the hospital room from my hole-sunk tomb?
Emergency fair-I’ll wait…Have not my best friend there.
Then like God spoke:
Put the gas can down-may new life, have wrote…
So, I went next days’ recovery-
Burned out and bent; but God had reality!
…And this could all be good?
Wherefore means the little engine that could?
Therefore I obeyed that very next day,
And glory halleluiah-God had better/No, the best Way!!!
And no-have not had there-street life goodbye
Along with witchcraft involved in drugs…
I was simply chasing the wrong place/wrong love.
God, I thought You hated me-so I hated You too,
I for all along had been deceived-I’ll not type what needs You.
But thank You later for taking me, to the alter of grace…
God, once again-You were on time, because You’re never late!!!
Jen, that is very beautiful and very hard felt my mom overcame breast cancer but it killed my grandmother. I wrote a poem called women’s cancer society. I don’t know if I can send a file. It’s on my Microsoft Word on a computer but be encouraged and I promise I’ll be praying for her. Take care and thanks for accepting my friend request.
That’s alright, Jesus is good
Know for sure I appreciate you and I’m just speaking my heart ♥…..
I honestly meant no offense, please don’t take it that way.
That’s alright, Jesus is good
Know for sure I appreciate you and I’m just speaking my heart ♥…..
I honestly meant no offense, please don’t take it that way.
Hey, you, old man.
This is a letter to yourself and from yourself.
You know all those things you’ve done wrong,
Regardless of who’s fault, or who’s right or wrong.
But this is not of that my friend…
Yeah, it’s amazing.You can call yourself friend now, but you are! ♥
I know those things I put myself and others through.
I remember the dreams and aspirations.All the good things I had for you.
Looking back is confusing and God it just makes me cry.
But I’m gonna try to leave You out too.Because this is a letter to myself. To maybe find out why.
But God I can’t, I can’t look back Because it hurts too much…
I can’t go to the beach, I can’t go to school, I can’t go to church, Sitting bereaved, I feel a fool.
But Lord, I can’t do it, I cannot watch.
Cannot go to Toledo. Cannot go to Cleveland cannot go back to jail, God what am I believing?
Cannot run to West Virginia, cannot hospital trend…
All along.I hated myself, yet all the while was a good friend. ☺
I can’t even write.I’m sorry I can’t do this.
All along my life, it was my own mark I missed.
But that’s a good thing because i’m not in hell…
Only I could see my place where ever if I made, could never get bail.
I’m sorry, no can do.
God thank you for saving me from me.
Aww Timothy everything you have been through has led you where you are today, and it’s exactly where you are supposed to be. You have a beautiful heart. Never forget that! Your past does not define your whole being. <3 Lauren
Dear Hannah, that was a beautiful work of art about 2023. I wrote a poem about 2023 when I learned that April was the national poetry month. I think I wrote one 1st day of the year too. I’ll have to check. But I wanted you to know I appreciate you. You’re a teacher, and that is an awesome gift to be able to teach kids. I remember some of my teachers in elementary school, and they were very effective ♥ I still love them and even know where my 3rd grade Art teacher lives, I see her every once in a while, also seen another one at an event in 2023,where she is a valey parker. Also you’re a woman of God and that is awesome as well. Keep up the good work and know those kids love you! ♥
You’re very welcome Andrea.It’s awesome to know.We can find strength and peace and unity and stuff within ourselves. Be encouraged and keep seeking the Lord for He is the Author of peace.
Beautiful work on a beautiful life-keep going and try not to look back. I’m at the same place in my life as you right now and that’s what I keep doing. God Bless ♥
You’re very welcome Andrea.It’s awesome to know.We can find strength and peace and unity and stuff within ourselves. Be encouraged and keep seeking the Lord for He is the Author of peace.