TRANSPARENCY

 

 

 

This Is My Confession

 

I shy away from

and resist spiritual perfection.

For I do not welcome

what it would mean for me.

It would require maturity

and a high level of accountability.

It would require reverent submission

and service, done willing.

No longer acceptable

to live life emotionally,

I would be expected to

walk faithfully and

to live life obediently.

I would have to let God

and let go of me.

My life could no longer be

a script lived passively,

but would be transformed

to a life I chose

to live freely.

 

Patient, Lord, please be with me.

Continue your work in me.

Perfect me.

 

 

(C) 2009 Groshonda McDonald

 

A Poem Dedicated To Real Friendships

Friendship

We are friends, real friends.

Our friendship is not based on the

played out notion of having
our selfish needs met.
It is an agape relationship,
modeled after a godly covenant.

Love, honor and respect
are our friendship benefits.

We are not in a competition and
 we do not view each as rivals.

We stand as sisters, in agreement

and pray on one accord
for both our survivals.

We do not require each other
to dim our lights,

but instead we encourage each other
to shine them bright.

We do not tear each other down,

but purpose in our hearts to uplift.

God blessed us with each other.

Our friendship is a special gift.

We are friends, real friends.

© 2009 Groshonda McDonald

FATHER

Even the best parent pales, compared to God.



FATHER

God is NOT my earthly, fleshly, natural father.

He is NOT plagued by inconsistencies,

issues of abandonment, selfishness,

greed, lust, vanity, or leasing.

He is trustworthy. He is faithful.

He DOES NOT come and go

according to convenience and time constraints.

Unlike an earthly father,

having multiple children does not

diminish the amount of time, comfort,

guidance, love or patience

He has available for me.

I will ALWAYS have His full attention.

His love for me is unsurpassed

by His love for any of His other children.

I am His favorite.

He loves me…flaws and all.

He will ALWAYS love me…flaws and all,

no matter what!!

NOTHING can or will EVER

separate me from His love.

He is my HEAVENLY father.

©2010 Groshonda McDonald

PRAYER THROUGH GRIEF

Grief comes not just with the death of a loved one, but also with the death of dreams, relationships and stages of life.  God is the only one who can provide the refuge, covering and comfort we need during those treacherous and challenging seasons of mourning.

PROTECT ME LORD

Lord, I am hurting.

Protect me in this dangerous place of grief.

Help me to realize your perfect comfort and to seek you, alone, for relief.

Protect me, Lord,

because grief is such a treacherous place.

Help me to be aware of YOUR presence,

and into You, only, to escape.

Protect me, Lord.