JESUS FREAK

OUCH!
THAT HURT!
WHY DID YOU DO THAT?
DID I DO SOMETHING TO DESERVE IT?
YOU SAY IT WASN'T ON PURPOSE,
BUT IT HURT,
AND IN MY BOOK,
THAT JUST AIN'T FLYIN.
MY HANDS ARE STILL SHAKING,
I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO EAT,
AND I AM GROWING WEAK,
OBVIOUSLY,
TO ME.
JUST CALL ME LIL MISS DRAMA QUEEN.
I NEED SOMEONE WHO LOVES ME
TO INFINITY
TO HOLD ME
AND TELL ME 
WITH SUCH A SWEET COUNTENANCE
WHISPERING TO ME SOFTLY
IN MY HEART.
(THAT GENTLE, STILL QUIET VOICE?
IT'S REAL.)
FORGIVE ME, JESUS,
BECAUSE I KNOW WHAT A HARD TIME YOU HAVE
OF CONVINCING ME
NOT TO WORRY,
EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY.
SO I CHOOSE YOU, LORD,
ABOVE ALL OTHERS,
AS I MOSTLY HAVE ALL ALONG THIS ROAD.
I KNOW I COULDA DONE BETTER,
SUCH AS NOT SITTING ON THAT COMFORTABLE
FENCE FOR SO LONG. 
I KNOW I SHOULD STOP COMPLAINING,
BECAUSE THE APOSTLE PAUL
HAD A THORN IN HIS SIDE AS WELL.
THERE IS MUCH CONTROVERSY 
OVER WHAT THIS THORN WAS,
BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER TO ME
BECAUSE HE WAS MOST LIKELY
HURTING WORSE THAN INSIGNIFICANT ME.
A THORN IS A THORN IS A THORN.
PLEASE TELL ME YOU HAVE NOTICED
HOW WARN I AM,
NOT TO MENTION TIRED
AND AGITATED.
I CAN MAKE THESE DARK CIRCLES UNDER MY EYES
DISAPPEAR AS IF BY MAGIC
WITH AN AWFUL LOT OF MAKE-UP.
(OK, I TRY, AND I KNEW THAT DRAMA CLASS
WOULD COME IN HANDY ONE DAY.)
BUT IF YOU COULD MAYBE TAKE SOME TIME
WHEN YOU ASK ME HOW I AM
TO LOOK DOWN INTO MY EYES
AND SEE AND ACKNOWLEDGE THE PAIN I'M IN,
BOTH PHYSICALLY AND EMOTIONALLY,
THAT SWEET SMILE YOU GIVE ME 
WOULD BE A PRECIOUS GIFT;
MORE SO
IF YOU TOOK SOME TIME, PLEASE,
TO PRAY OVER ME,
RIGHT HERE,
RIGHT NOW.
DON'T WORRY ABOUT YOUR WORDS,
JUST LISTEN TO THE HOLY SPIRIT.
PART OF THE TRINITY?
RINGIN ANY BELLS?
WOOPS! SOUTHERN BAPTIST AND EVANGELICAL
DO NOT MIX WELL,
BUT I HAVE TO ADMIT
THAT I ADORE THE HOLY SPIRIT.
WHAT?
ARE YOU ASHAMED OF THE GOSPEL,
AFRAID SOMEONE MIGHT SEE OR HEAR YOU PRAY,
AND I HESITATE TO MENTION, APOLOGETIC 
FOR SOME PARTICULAR REASON?
ARE YOU STILL AFRAID
THAT PEOPLE WILL HAVE THE AUDACITY
TO CALL YOU A JESUS FREAK?
I LIKE TO BE CALLED ONE. 
IT'S A COMPLIMENT,
SO I 
ALWAYS TRY
TO FLY
MY FREAK FLAG
FREELY, PROUDLY, AND HAPPILY.
BUT, JESUS, JUST ONE QUESTION:
HOW DID I, BEING THE BOHO JESUS FREAK,
REFUSING TO EVER GO HUNTING OR HAVE A 
TROPHY ROOM (REALLY???)
OR CARRY
BECOME THE BLACK SHEEP OF THE FAMILY?
I AM FEARFULLY AND WONDERFULLY MADE
BY THE ONE TRUE GOD,
OUR CREATOR.
HERE'S A LIL REMINDER:
IF WE DON'T MENTION AND RECOGNIZE HIM HERE,
IF WE ARE IN SOME WAY ASHAMED,
THEN WHEN IT COMES TO THAT TIME,
YOU HAD BETTER HAVE SOME SPAILEN TO DO.
CUZ HE MIGHT NOT KNOW YOUR NAME
AND THAT WOULD BE A SHAME.

LUKE 9:26 - WHOEVER IS ASHAMED OF ME AND MY WORDS, THE SON OF MAN WILL BE ASHAMED OF THEM WHEN HE COMES IN HIS GLORY AND IN THE GLORY OF THE FATHER AND OF THE HOLY ANGELS.

PSALM 139:14 - I PRAISE YOU BECAUSE I AM FEARFULLY AND WONDERFULLY MADE; YOUR WORKS ARE WONDERFUL. I KNOW THAT FULL WELL.