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It Started as a Child

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A child see’s the world as a beautiful place,
They face and chase their future dreams,
All kinds of possibility with different scenes.
They see no harm,
There always at ease with types of worries,
They believe all things, love all things, endure all things,
But wait,
Take a minute and think
See the world through the eyes of a child
and understand what conflicts,
destructs and erupts a child mind and heart
when the enemy comes to play
what game is it? “Tug of war”
A battle between light and darkness,
Well I don’t know,
All I know is that they have wings to fly
And try
They see people and smile,
They don’t have a clue that their precious world is about to end.
But she only thought that he was a friend.
Until her mom was sleeping

The grown man was creeping, in her room
Then soon, she found out this man wasn’t Jesus friend,
But instead,
He was the side kick of the opponent,
Conforming to the immoral vulgarity,
That he loves to enjoy for that one satisfying moment.

Mr. Deciever is his name
And now she is feeling the pain and the shame
And so lost and confused
As he left that mental notation
Saying that’s the only way that love can be viewed

It’s sad
That physical penetration is now antagonizing the purity of
Gods creation.
Cause
She held on to the hurt
Held on the lies
Held on to the satisfaction
Which kept blinding God from her eyes.
Getting suck into the death of quick sand,
With Lust Greed and a bunch Empty promises
Which she believed.
Being reused and recycled
Over and over again
Looking for invisible qualities,
That she only wanted to see from men

Until,
She began to realize that this love was not authentic
It was the knock off version,
Sold at a lower price,
Misled of her true value
Because remember, Mr. Deceiver is the one that turned off the lights.
She’s been sleep walking in the darkness for such long time.
Stuck in a maze with no escape route
Aimlessly wandering with hopeless doubts
Of why she existed
She screamed “This isn’t life, this isn’t me, this is not who I am supposed to be,
But then again there is no one that will love me for me,
I give up!
Suddenly she heard a warm and firm voice say,
Wake up!
You’re having a bad dream,
Turn on the switch and you’ll be able to see,
I’ve been waiting so long for you to come home to me,

See I’ll tell you the truth,
I created those eyes,
I created those lips,
Those beautiful facial features that no man can resist,
I took my time to make you,
Putting together every piece of the puzzle,
There was no struggle
making you into my perfect image,
Every detail of you brings joy to my heart,
I need you to understand,
That I am the one that love you from the start,
From birth, from the first time you appeared on this earth,
I loved you, but not your sin,
Your sin will never win
My love has no limits, your CUP I will fulfill it
I am the way, the truth, …the light..
My child follow me and you will no longer walk in darkness, but will have the light of life
Because of my son Jesus Christ,
There is a bridge between you and I


Cross over and grab my hand
No longer will you have to stand
On your own
Because With me you’ll never be alone, I’ll give you peace, ill give you rest, you don’t have to look for love any where else,
My princess come home to me!

(She responded)
But God I can’t,
I’ve done too much!
I’m too far!!
He says “My Child”
Come Home to me..!
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