God · poetry

Hanging on a tiny thread of Hope

When I go to sleep, I wake in different places.

I find myself standing in a grave yard alone.

Its cold empty and dark

No sign of hope.

 

I begin to sink in the grave.

Despair takes hold of me,

My body numb and frozen

I no longer have strength to fight death.

 

Now even in my wake death follows me

You now begin to suck the joy out of my life

You are no longer a dream but a reality.

Friends don’t know, how my soul pains

 

Hope is far from my sight but I still see

A sigh glimmer at a distant.

Now in my wake I see death everywhere

The storms are closing me in.

The sea is pulling me under.

The hangman ties a noose on my neck.

 

I prepare to take my final breathe

The light that was only a glimmer has enveloped me.

My bones are filled with new strength.

Wings grow from my back, and lift me up.

 

The noose on my neck breaks

The deep water lose their hold over me

As my wings lift me to new heights.

 

When I now go back to sleep.

The grave is gone.

The cold has left.

And Death is nowhere in sight.

 

 

Isaiah 40:29-30

He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak

Even the youth go tired and weary and the young men stumble and fall. But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength

 

[There are times where we don’t even know what we are going through, Or why we are going through what we are going through, but our Hope in God is what helps us get though it]

 

Kindness S

Christ · encourage · faith · hop · life · love · poetry

I am a sinner

Knock knock knock!

Sin knocks at my door

Asking to enter

 

With each knock I’m tempted to open the door

Don’t know how much longer

I can hang on.

 

So tempted promising pleasure

To satisfy my need to be loved.

To fill the whole church could not fill.

To fulfill my every need.

The sense of just being in peace.

Trust me, it can deliver.

 

Lust is my craving

My body craves it like a drug

That promises to give a high,

That will make everything okay.

 

My being thrown in to the storm

My spirit fights me.

Trying to safe my life.

The underdog that victory

Looks far from reality

 

In the end I am only human.

I’m weak

Who am I?

Fighting a fight that can’t be won.

Sin is my weakness

Sin is trying to sell me American dream.

 

I hear a quiet voice saying

Sin can be conquered.

It may look impossible

But it’s possible.

 

One men won it war for all men

So I can stand in victory

Sin nailed to the cross too never resurrect.

 

Jesus proved it and lived it.

Satan the is the liar promising

A short moment of fame

But destroy your happily forever ever.

 

Jesus is the answer

He is the church

Healing ready

Resting waiting

Enter into His body

Eat and Remember who He is

 

He says

“I am the Church

Your Savior

Ready to save you at a moment’s notice.”

 

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God · love · poetry · Uncategorized

Sweet Love

My blood boils

My heart yarns for more

Your love is an ocean that never runs dry

From the top of my head to the

Soul of my feet will seek your face.

You are the first thought in my wake

And the last thought when I sleep.

Drench my soul with you love

For the Lamb was slain.

For The Christ was put to death.

Washing away all my iniquities

The love that I have for you

Has no words to define it.

Like sweet honey

And the sweet aroma of a perfume is your Love is for me.

As my lungs still take breathe

Till my last breathe.

I will glorify your Name above all other.

Jesus!

Christ · faith · poem · poetry · Uncategorized

The Christian struggle

Do my friend know I’m a Christian?

Do my friends believe i’m a Christian?

 

I’m living in a bubble

Self proclaimed believer I call myself

Attend endless Sunday to Sunday Services

Some days i’m as close to God as if he lives in my own skin

And Other days  He is so far, that i’m so alone and death surrounds me.

 

They say Christians are

LOVING

FORGIVING

KIND

GENTLE

JOYOUS

 

Are you this things out of a duty or is it out of Love.

Does love led in your heart.

 

 

 

 

 

[trying to find the right words, but im failing to get them out]

#poetry · #purpose · Christ · encourage · faith · God · self-esteem · Uncategorized

Truth Be Told

 

hello everyone, I have good news to share with you all. I wrote and published my first E-book. writing a book has always been something I wanted to do like when i’m older, I had no idea what to write about at such a young age, and it hit me Kindness your good in poetry, why dont you write a poetry book. So i began to write, taking it one day at a time. This poetry book is a book that carries a real message that will encourage and uplift anyone who reads it, and my hope for when I wrote this book was that ill be happy if one person would read it and there lives changed in some way by it. It’s a book inspired by God, and also deals on social issues that we face, one of them being depression.

 

I made a sound track with my brother just to give you a glimpse of the content of what to expect. Its my own voice and to be honest I have insecurities speaking in public or being heard on mic, I just feel that my voice is weird, but i’m learning to love it. please do enjoy.

 

if your in SA and you would like your own soft copy for a price of R50 email me, find my email at contact page of blog and those who want the book can check it online on amazon.

Christ · faith · gift · God · inspirational · life

The two births

In book of Peter is speaks of having a former life, this is a life before accepting Christ Jesus and being born again. The word says let go of sin having enjoyed it in your past life, now being born in Christ we are called to a new life in Him one of righteousness. Paul writes says that being new born believer lay aside malice, working of evil, adultery and everything the Bible classifies as sin. Seek relationship with God than the pleasures of the body for a while. The earth will soon fade away but eternity being God will never fade