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THAT FRESH PLACE

THAT FRESH PLACE

That fresh place...

Where life is energized with joy and passion...

Where the day is bright, even without the sun...

Where impossibility doesn't even exist...

Where dreaming is reality in motion...

Where love flows free and fast...

Where smiles are instant and contagious...

Where laughter is every voice's melody...

Where peace is a common commodity...

Where loving without fear is the norm...

Where fear can't find a place to operate...
Where days can't wait to start

and aren't in any rush to end...

Where time is not an enemy, but, instead,

a dear, treasured friend...

yeah...that fresh place...

that's where you'll find me.

copyrighted 2012 Groshonda McDonald Fitzpatrick

all rights reserved

SOMEONE

Someone inside of me
aching to break free 
Of all the barriers and hindrances
of who I have ever tried to be.
A creative being, one with an imagination not limited by this life.
A courageous being not made timid or fearful by this life.  
Mindful only of inspiration sparked deep within
from a time of pure innocence.
Where ideas are unmarked and untarnished.
Someone inside waiting to be free.
Someone inside  just dying to be me.

EXPRESSION

EXPRESSION

Rushing forth with

brand new inward outpour,

Feeding the human hunger

to be the life it was meant for,

Bursting at the seams

with Spirit inspiration,

Steamrolling in the

unforeseen direction,

Cognizance at its best,

is… EXPRESSION.

©2011 Groshonda McDonald

Prison Guard

I have actually managed to convince myself that

 keeping my heart safe is a feat

I have the capability to do.

Get this Lord.

 I have been attempting to

protect myself from,

of ALL people,  YOU.

The very idea of surrendering  ALL

of my hope and expectations to You,

 causes my heart to fearfully balk.

So I keep my trust on a very short lease,

constantly tugging it back, on my spiritual walk.

Naively, I am holding my heart prisoner,

preventing the reality of God’s “me”

 to become.

Unwittingly, I am holding my healing

and deliverance hostage,

and blocking myself from freedom.

But, it’s time to stop holding back

 all of me from you.

And it’s time to stop holding back

all of you from me.

It’s time to stop pretending and fronting

like I’m as whole as I can be.

Time for me, my heart, to you, to release.

Time for me, my trust, to you, to unleash.

It’s time to let the prisoner go free.

Ephesians 4:31-32

EPHESIANS 4:31-32

Each day has numerous and countless scenarios,

 heavy with offenses and temptations of unrighteousness,

just ripe for the picking. 

But I choose not to eat or partake of that fruit. 

Instead, ALL thoughts of bitterness, wrath, anger,

clamor, slander and malice, I put away from me. 

By the power of the Holy Spirit, I render them mute.

My heart, filled with compassion, will remain tender. 

And kind to others I will be. 

As I obediently and humbly choose to always forgive,

just as God in Christ also has forgiven me.

©2010 Groshonda McDonald