Dear…

Dear Child of God
You have put yourself through so much. 

Allowing a  mere taste of the world to draw you away from you Father.

Thinking that the world is all you need

How you assume that if you find peace in the world then  all will fall into place.

You run around clueless of who you are,

The authority you carry, you have forgotten that you have been given dominion over this world…

Child of God you are not ment to struggle with anything that is in the world.

You have been made in the image and likeness of your almighty Father.

You are fearfully and a wonderfully made in the eyes of God Himself.

He knew you before He created you in your mother’s womb.

Child of God no where in God’s plans did He say you shall  suffer but instead  you shall  have hope and prosper in the future.

The world and it’s empty promises don’t come close to what God has promised you.

Trust in God’s plan for you and acknowledge Him in all you do He will direct your paths.

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Moghel you are more than just breasts and ass 

When God made you,

He took His time…

He let man fall asleep 

Took a bone that protected man’s life 

And moulded you into a perfect master piece with it.
Beyps you are not piece of item that has to be shown off by someone who doesn’t know your real worth…

You are beyond precious 

Not even the wealth of the entire world comes close to your how much you are worth…

Woman you were created by the creator Himself to carry and give birth to every single creation He thought of.
Sweetheart you are so much stronger than you think you are.

You have been beaten, raped and labelled  horrible names and yet you rise up even stronger than ever

You wear your scars as if they were them most precious stones on earth.

You bear it all so they don’t have to

No matter how painful or bad things are you still carry yourself so elegantly like you’ve got the world’s riches in your hands
Baby girl you don’t need to be part of the crowd to be seen 

You are more than the latest fashion and trends

Your so called squad doesn’t define who you are

How you can get a man to buy you doesn’t make you beautiful 

That hair and make up  doesn’t cover up what’s pretty or ugly inside

You are stronger and content when you know who you are and have accepted your flaws and are willing to change only for you.

 

You are a woman 

A masterpiece created by the Creator Himself 

Unapologetic for who she is and why she’s here

Unashamed to bare it all for everyone to see 

Loyal to the royal within

A queen in her own right.

You suck the life out of me
You make me cry
You created my insecurities
You gave me my dark and deadly thoughts.
When you claim to help me it is when you dig a deeper hole for me.
When you claim you love me you just reveal the shame and hatred you feel.
Funny enough I didn’t ask for it
I didn’t choose you
I didn’t say make me
I didn’t sign up to be an emotional punching bag.
Who I am now isn’t who you were in the past
The fact that you feel unimportant to me is because you made me unimportant to you…
You aren’t trying to make things right you just covering up mistakes caused by you.
You don’t care about me it’s how you look to others that you care about
My wellbeing has never been a factor to your state of being.
And it’s ok
It is all good
Because unlike you I can forgive and look past all the the pain and move on.
Unlike you my joy doesn’t come from the world.
Unlike you I don’t need to look good in other people’s eyes I know my truth and God knows my heart.
The reason you feel and think Im better than you is because I am.
I am better than you
You’ve been trying to hide that fact by making me insecure, ugly, average and dumb.
My mistake was seeking your approval
Making you happy
Doing things for you
But it’s all good
Because I know better
I am better
This isn’t for you anymore
What you think doesn’t matter
How you feel is a reflection of you
I am my own person
My joy is a gift from God
My peace is from God
My applause come from God
Whether you are here or not doesn’t bother me anymore
I know who I am now and it sure ain’t you…