13 de julho de 2009

There will be impossible

Limited, overcoming limits.

I see the sun as before, I do not have time to experience again the joy and freshness of the sun on my face, on my skin. The nights became long, the hours go slow, my heart sometimes with so much fear, to desire to fall asleep, to leave for the infinite place the order.

Lost without forces, do not understand what is happening, how it all goes, try, try, every day, to raise this point, continue, I need strength to go further, signing my feet on the rock, feeling the floor, and when I get around, everything becomes t5ão far, I am down, depressed, from not understanding why the winds are strong if you try to calm down without cease. Little by little I lost strength, it seems that I'm sinking in quicksand, that attracts me to the fund, the puddle, I pull hard, USA for their trick to intimidate me, a great desert, dry, hollow, without food, without water to quench my thirst.

Every day I get something that comes to destruturar what remains of the structure, weak, pale, already finished with the sounds of earthquakes, from what I have to force to stay standing, already half bent, can not think how to .

Close your eyes, I hear a voice: Fear not, no themes, go, go forth to the desert is met, hunger is hard, the seat you want to suck in ways only a espinhos, oppression, limitations, do not give up the fight , go.

Sigh, look up, I am more forces, I am wisdom, I hope, with faith that I have in my chest, with the audacity of not wanting to quit, I see the light, I believe the promises are true, and to run that tells me: My son not themes, not give up, come, and even with forces pulling into the abyss, there is a larger force that sustains me, even when I think of quitting, even when I do not see it, I believe, continue believing the promises of God to me, all the artifices of the enemy, all their weapons, were forged, even if my heart beats low, I feel, and bring to memory what gives me hope.

I know that there are forces doing an all so I perish, give up, so I die in the desert, but the flames of fire guide me in dead of night, so I is not in the darkness, illuminating me, protecting it against serpente.Posso trust me, I rejoice with boldness state, the God whom I serve, has never failed and did not fail, I will continue my trails paths, I will not give up, follow with his hands on my shoulders, and reach the promised land, eat the best of land, beberei the best wine, have a party on the air, and there rejoice rejoicing throughout the night, and the balm of Gilead will on my life, and all wounds, malignant oppression, envy, lies, and all work done to perish, be undone, rolled, and the snake will be thrown to the eternal abyss and everything will be new.

I do not know what is on their lives, their struggles, if you're living the anniversary, celebrations, is walking in the desert or in any circumstances, look to that from which everything you can and not complain, be steady, step firm, do not let him suck the sand, do not let the wind take you to dark places, follow the light, go ahead, trust, have faith, because once there is a land of promises, the oasis of the Lord.

God be with us!

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