I’ve found that courage is often a great substitute for words.
From history to hope. Psalm 138:2,3
I love you in the morning
I love you in the night
I love you in the evening
Even when things don’t seem right
I trust you in the morning
I trust you after noon
I trust you when I’m happy
Even more so in the gloom
I lose ever so often
I win when it is right
I see what is best
When what’s good is not in sight
Sometimes I am down
When I feel I am stuck
But I know faith is stronger
With no focus on bad luck
In my sleep I hear you
In my heart I know what’s up
It is you my Abba Father
Strengthening me to start back up
Brain drop.
Synapse back after relapse.
A dear’s ear.
Resting from learning. Testing without application. Jesting without wisdom.
Instruction generates hope.
Heir conditioning.
Stressed to strength, blessed by arms length.
Gladness and favor in harmony.
Too occupied.
Amen or oh me?
Freedom to fail but not the freedom from conditioning.