IT'S NOT ABOUT ME

IT'S NOT ABOUT ME,
IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU.
IT'S ABOUT MY SWEETJESUS
WHO SACRIFICED HIS LIFE
ON THAT WOODEN CROSS,
NAILS IN HIS HANDS AND FEET,
CLEANSING BLOOD FLOWING FREELY.
IT'S ABOUT DOING WHAT WE WERE CREATED FOR
AND PRAISING OUR KING
AND PLANTING SEEDS.
KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE PRIZE.
GOD NEVER SAID THIS LIFE WOULD BE EASY.
IN FACT, QUITE THE OPPOSITE.
HE IS THE ONE THAT ALLOWS THE STORMS TO COME,
AT TIMES EVEN CARRYING US.
FOR THE STORMS ARE PURIFING.
I NEEDED TO GROW UP
AND BE REFINED IN ORDER TO FIND THE SIN
I HAD NO CLUE HAD SNUCK INTO
THAT DUSTY CORNER OF MY SOUL,
THE PART I HAD DECIDED TO IGNORE
UNTIL I STARTED JUST RECENTLY
TAKING MY EYES OFF OF ME.
SO WHAT IF I CAN'T WALK WITHOUT CRUTCHES?
SO WHAT IF I CAN'T STAND
AND IT HURTS
LIKE SHADRACH, MESHACH AND ABEDNEGO TO EVEN BEND?










IT'S NOT FOREVER.
THERE ARE OTHERS WORSE OFF THAN POOR LITTLE ME.
AND MY SWEET JESUS WILL TAKE MY HAND
AND TAKE ME TO THE PROMISED LAND.

LUKE 9:23-24

THEN HE SAID TO THEM ALL: "WHOEVER WANTS TO BE MY DISCIPLE MUST DENY THEMSELVES AND TAKE UP THEIR CROSS DAILY AND FOLLOW ME.