Look at me then,  
Look at me now,  
A lot has changed,  
I've matured somehow.  

Some things remain,  
Like my love for all,  
Look at me then,  
Look at me now.  

Once depressed, wanting to die,  
Crying each night, searching for why,  
Answers eluded, I wandered in dark,  
Except in God's light, where I found my spark.  

Now happy as a dog, florricking in fields,  
Joyful as can be, my heart freely yields.  
With a smile on my face, I invite you to see,  
You can't miss God's love that shines through me.  

Look at me then,  
Look at me now,  
Younger me would be so proud.

In the quiet moments, a whisper calls,  
"Joy is not earned; it freely falls."  
We scrub and we tidy, we set the stage,  
But life’s fleeting moments slip through the cage.  

Hours spent cleaning before we can roam,  
Yet memories linger in hearts we call home.  
The dust will be there, the chores never cease,  
But outside awaits the sweet promise of peace.  

Let go of the burden, the “musts” and the “shoulds,”  
Step into the light, where laughter once stood.  
It’s okay to pause, let joy take its place,  
In the dance of the day, find your own grace.  

We often withhold from the One who knows best,  
Thinking we’re unworthy, we fail the test.  
Yet He waits with open arms, love in His heart,  
No need to be perfect, just play your part.  

Read His words softly, let prayers take flight,  
Thankfulness blossoms in the still of the night.  
Be patient, be faithful, through trials and fears,  
For blessings are coming, just wait through the years.  

So remember, dear soul, as you wander and roam,  
You don’t have to earn joy; it’s your true home.  
Embrace every moment, let laughter take hold,  
In the warmth of His promise, let your heart unfold.

Would you date or marry someone  
Who claims to love you yet won’t commit?  
Who promises to be there, then comes and goes  
As it pleases them?  
No, you wouldn’t.  

So why treat God this way?  
He offers love and forgiveness,  
Always present, steadfast and true.  
Yet you turn your back every time you sin,  
Ignoring His grace.  

You worship in church, then go home,  
Listening to music that curses,  
Promoting what is evil.  
You say you don’t hate God,  
But do you love Him enough to follow His ways?  
Is it too hard?  

You seek fun in the devil’s world,  
Then claim you’ll go to heaven,  
Just because you believe.  
That’s not how it works.  
If you willingly live in sin,  
Do you truly believe?  

Don’t be a lukewarm Christian;  
That’s the most dangerous kind.  
You grasp only half of what God desires,  
Dancing with the devil  
While feasting at God’s table.  
That’s wrong.

Every time I speak to you,  
A spark ignites, a new hue.  
The growth you've helped me find,  
Has turned my life around, redefined.  

You've shaped me into someone,  
A version younger me would have loved.
Now, when I look in the mirror,  
I see a light, a brighter endeavor.  

Inspired by my own tale,  
My story, now, I cannot fail.  
You see the best in me, always,  
And slowly, I'm becoming that, I see.  

Oh, did you think I spoke of love,  
Of someone here, of a man?  
No, silly, I hold to chastity,  
And speak of God, His love, divinity.  

Through His embrace, I've been transformed,  
His love, a fire, has reformed.  
In Him, I find my strength, my guide,  
And in His light, my spirit's fed, my pride.

What is faith?  
Complete trust, confidence in something true.  
Hebrews 11:1 tells us clear,  
“Faith is the substance of things hoped for,  
The evidence of things not seen.”

What does faith mean to me?  
I was ******* myself, seeking discipline to believe,  
But the real struggle lay in doubt,  
Believing in God, yet questioning His power.  
It seems odd, don’t you think?  
Letting emotions cloud my judgment,  
Leading me to act in ways I later regret.  

I was diagnosed with bipolar,  
Felt like my world was crumbling down,  
Unable to control the tempest within,  
It was all or nothing, feelings out of sync.  
Impulsiveness ruled my days,  
Yet now, I fight these battles with Jesus,  
And I’m winning.  

No longer do I bear the weight of labels—  
No bipolar, no depression, no anxiety to claim.  
People may say I’m delusional,  
For placing my trust in a book,  
But if that’s delusion, then let it be,  
For I stand firm in my faith in God.

Today, I refuse to let emotions win.  
I choose to put my faith in Jesus,  
Trusting Him, following His plan,  
And I promise to be obedient in all things.  
What is faith?  
It’s not merely seen to believe,  
You’ll know when you truly have it,  
For it lives deep within your heart

Do you ever find yourself annoying?  
I ponder if it's good or bad,  
I tell myself I’m unapologetically me,  
That I love being who I am.  
Yet, people point out things I can't see
My voice gets high-pitched, my energy soars,  
Even I find it annoying at times.  

God made me who I am;  
A child of God, I stand tall and proud.  
I respect everyone, near or far,  
I love with all my heart, that’s my vow.  
I don’t want to burden others with my wounds,  
Though my heart has been broken, it still beats strong,  
God healed it when He forgave my past,  
Yet still, it shatters so easily, it feels wrong.  

I've seen and felt the weight of evil,  
It crushed my spirit, so tender and small,  
But my heart, resilient, stands beyond it all.  
Why do I cry when someone asks if I’m okay?  
I told myself today was a good day.  
I’m alive and breathing, blessed by His grace,  
I know God loves me, and in Him, I find my place.  

But my flesh is greedy, always wanting more,  
Yearning for acceptance, for people to adore.  
Yet, I remind myself, I care not if they do,  
I’ll still love and respect, my heart remains true.  

I don’t struggle with sins like lust or pride,  
But gluttony and sloth, they linger inside.  
We seldom talk about these hidden fights,  
Why is it so hard to share these insights?  

People say I don’t think logically, only with my heart,  
But I try to balance both as I seek God’s part.  
Yet I feel lost
my heart and mind collide,  
Longing for His guidance, but they both seem to lie.  

Half the time, I can't trust my own body,  
It’s hard to discern what God wants from me.  
I spread His word as far as I can see,  
But the more I’m in touch, the more I seem to lose.  

There are 66 books in the Bible to read,  
Yet I haven’t finished a single one indeed.  
I read slowly, savoring each line,  
Though I love myself, I wish to refine.  

Is rushing a sin? It surely feels so,  
I’m moving too fast, losing my train of thought,  
Losing sight of what God wants me to know.  
I guess I’m not as righteous as I once believed,  
I’m sorry, Lord, for the times I’ve deceived.  

To those I’ve let down, I offer my plea,  
I know I’m not perfect, but I’m happy being me
A child of God, embracing my journey,  
With love in my heart, I continue to learn,  
In faith, I’ll find my way, with each twist and turn.

The Word of God, a sword so sharp,
Cuts through the soul, a spiritual mark.
It challenges, it stings, it wakes the mind,
A call to grow, to leave sin behind.

The Bible, my staff through life’s dark night,
Kills fleshly desires, fuels spiritual might.
It guides, it teaches, it sets me free,
A beacon of truth in life’s great sea.

But many claim, “I’m Christian too,”
Yet live in comfort, never breaking through.
They seek independence, momentary bliss,
Yet wonder why their hearts feel amiss.

The truth, though harsh, is meant to heal,
A hard pill swallowed, though it feel.
It’s not about mere morals, good deeds done,
But learning through pain, the path has begun.

Like a mother’s warning, “The stove is hot,”
We touch, despite the consequences not.
We think we’re exempt from life’s hard knocks,
Yet none are good, except for the Lord.

I follow Christ, the truth my guide,
It hurts, it challenges, yet I abide.
In love for God, I lay aside the world,
His voice my compass, my eternal pearl.

Not lukewarm, but bold and true,
I serve a God who sees me through.
Denominations may cause confusion’s maze,
But I will not let distractions sway my gaze.

The devil whispers, “Let me lead,”
But I will not yield, my faith will feed.
Through every trial, every test of faith,
I stand firm, embracing the Word’s great weight.

You may find me strange, my path obscure,
But in His light, I see the cure.
Each day I learn, grow closer still,
To Him who calls, and I must fulfill.

So be offended, if you must,
For in my words, His truth is ******.
A follower of Christ, a seeker of truth,
In Him, I find my lasting youth.

My God is the only true God.
You can’t change my mind.
I worship a God who says He’s the only way.
You can be offended or mad, and that’s okay.
But I’m just as stubborn in my faith, just like you.

I believe there’s some truth in every religion,
But half-hearted obedience is still disobedience.
Worship your god, and I’ll worship mine.
I just want to spread His word, divine.

God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit are all I need.
He is the one true way for me,
And I have no doubt.
You may feel the same about your beliefs,
And that’s fine.
I won’t stop sharing my God;
I’ll spread His word all day and night.

Love
Oh, how truly powerful it is.
When someone says they love and trust you,
It makes you want to rise,
To become the best version of yourself for them.
At least, that’s how it feels to me.

When I love, I love fiercely,
But my love is always true.
When I say, “I love you,”
It’s with every fiber of my being.
I love you as a person,
Your flaws, your quirks, your whole self.
I love you at your lowest,
And I love you at your highest.
Heh, I’m starting to sound like God.

I’ve changed for people before,
Molded myself into someone I wasn’t,
Why? Because I believed they loved me.
But now I see they love me not
I love myself more and more each day,
And I love God just the same.

He loves me, cares for me,
And always forgives me.
The things I used to do
Now they feel disgusting,
Not because they’re cringe,
But because He loves me.
He doesn’t approve of those things,
And neither do I.

The bond I have with God is built on love.
See, I told you it’s such a powerful word.
It’s not overused; it’s misused.
People confuse lust with love
And mercy with compromise,
But God’s love is pure
He loves and forgives,
And so do I.

I love you, I truly do.
So little birdie, take these wings and fly.
Be free in the Lord,
Because with Him,
You can truly be yourself,
And never be told any lies.

I feel God is often seen as a parent,  
A perfect Father, steadfast and true.  
Like my mother, she disciplined me,  
In times of wrong and even when not.

But unlike her, God never turned away,  
He never shut me out or left me alone.  
No harsh words like, "You asked for this,"  
Or, "That's what you deserve."  
No labels of "bad child" or "crazy,"  
Nor whispers of, "I never wanted you."

I can't equate God to my mother;  
She's anything but divine.  
Yet in my heart, I love and care,  
She did her best, and I hold no blame.  
For the childhood she gave, I am thankful.

At my lowest, I found my heavenly Father,  
A guiding presence, endlessly loving,  
The parent I always longed for.

Oh Lord, this will be hard,  
Not for You, but for me.  
I pray for help with my impulsiveness,  
A trait I once clung to, but now I see.  

I’ve realized I only need You,  
Your love, my steadfast truth.  
You take away my stress,  
And fill my heart with hope,  
A brighter path, the sacred truth.

I’m not dismissive, Your voice I follow,  
Though I dont speak before I think, it’s not in spite.  
I love being me, keeping my father’s ways,  
A life transformed, a heart made right.  

When people ask, “Why have you changed?”  
I say, “I changed for You, my Lord.”  
“You changed for a book,” they say,  
But that book is the Bible, my guiding word.  

Look at me now how far I’ve come,  
Through pain and suffering, I’ve found my way.  
Younger me thought You had left,  
But now I see, You’ve been here all along.  

I was lost in sin, the devil’s hold tight,  
But I found a light, I found You, my Lord.  
Now my light shines brighter,  
Through the darkest night, I see Your face.  

What I’ve endured has shaped me into more,  
A woman of God, a soul set free.  
Sin no longer controls me
It struggles, and it flees.

Thank You, Lord, for Your endless grace,  
For saving me, for giving me life.  
You gave Your Son when none asked,  
Now I give my life to You, though I’m a sinner.  

My flesh may falter, but my soul is pure,  
In following You, I’ve found the truth.  
The world isn’t dark, and God is alive,  
In every step, I see you thrive.  

I walked in nature, and saw You everywhere,  
Life moves fast, but I’m here walking with you,  
Yet in You, I’ve found my strength, my purpose,  
In You, I’ve found myself, my song.  

I haven’t lost anything I’m not weak,  
I wear my crown, a daughter of the King.  
Though I’m young, I stand tall,  
In Your love, I’ll never fall.  

I’m Your daughter, and I pray I won’t let You down,  
In every breath, in every choice, I’ll fight.  
Thank You, Lord, for this life, this journey,  
In You, I’ve found my forever light.

I'm a Christian, why?  
Because I long to reach the skies,  
To walk the path of goodness bright,  
To seek His blessings, day and night.  

I'm a Christian, why?  
The Lord knows my heart, my love runs deep,  
He sees my care, the promises I keep.  

I'm a Christian, why?  
Because I love Him, pure and true,  
He loves me back in all I do.  
I need Him close, in every prayer,  
He wants me near, His love to share.

When I say I put my faith first, I mean God and His Word,  
Not placing my trust in the church or the people I've heard.  
This might sting a little, but the truth must be known
Everyone lies, and we all can be shown.  

Our flesh is so sinful, this is clear to see,  
I devote my life to Christ because I choose to be free.  
I stand firm in my faith, not led by another,  
Stubborn in my beliefs, like a sister or brother.  

I long to stop sinning; the guilt cuts so deep,  
I hate the wrongdoings, but love the sinner’s keep.  
When I say my faith is my number one light,  
I’ll open my Bible and pray before seeking advice.  

I’m not isolating, nor pushing you away,  
I’m building my bond with God, day by day.  
These choices are mine, made with free will,  
I choose to follow Him, for I love Him still.

I don’t do denominations, that’s not my style,  
No Baptist, no Catholic, no Mormon just God all the while.  
A follower of Him, wherever I roam,  
In every church’s corner, I feel right at home.  

God’s presence is with me, it’s plain to see,  
In every step forward, He’s guiding me free.  
He knows what I’m thinking, my heart’s every beat,  
A loving, funny God—how can that be beat?  

Sometimes I chuckle at the stories I read,  
Like Simon to Peter, a name change indeed!  
A rock he became, from a carpenters hand,  
God’s humor shines bright, oh isn’t it grand?  

And Jesus, so hungry, wanted a fig,  
But the tree wasn’t ready, it gave Him a dig!  
“May no one eat from you,” He said with a grin,  
Even in frustration, there’s laughter within.  

This isn’t just scripture; it’s life, it’s my guide,  
A history of love, where God’s heart resides.  
So here I stand proudly, no labels in sight,  
Just me and my Savior, in His love, I delight.  

I don’t do denominations, just follow His way,  
In every moment, in all that I say.  
With laughter and faith, I embrace this great ride,  
For God lives in me, and I’m filled with His pride!

In a world where faith was taught,  
In church, where lessons were sought,  
I learned of God, the love He brought,  
But lost my way, my heart forgot.  
Who do you hear?  

I wandered through shadows, doubt in my mind,  
Questioning the good, the truth hard to find,  
Yet still, I searched, leaving darkness behind,  
In whispers of hope, His voice was kind.  
Who do you hear?  

From Baptist roots to Catholic grace,  
With missionaries guiding, I found my place,  
In every church, I sought His face,  
Now in His arms, I embrace my space.  
Who do you hear?  

Life’s burdens lifted, no worry or fear,  
In love and forgiveness, His presence is near,  
A covenant kept, my path is clear,  
I walk in His light, holding Him dear.  
Who do you hear?  

Stubborn in faith, I stand strong and proud,  
Living for Him, my heart sings aloud,  
In every moment, I’m wrapped in His shroud,  
With trust in His plan, I rise from the crowd.  
Who do you hear?

To serve myself or serve the Divine,  
A choice that weighs heavy, a question of mine.  
In moments of struggle, I’ve turned away,  
Yet darkness followed, leading me astray.  

What can this world offer that’s truly good,  
That God hasn’t crafted, that’s misunderstood?  
I walk a path free from drink, smoke, or curse,  
In His love, I find joy, in His grace, I immerse.  

To ignore Him feels foolish, a path I can't tread,  
For serving my flesh would leave my spirit dead.  
Forget what He taught? No, that I won’t do,  
Why choose what He hates when His love is so true?  

Like children to parents, I seek His embrace,  
In guidance and wisdom, I find my true place.  
An all-loving Father, forgiving and kind,  
In prayer, I discover a peace intertwined.  

Nothing on earth can compare to His grace,  
In keeping my covenants, I find my safe space.  
So I ask once more, in this moment so real,  
Shall I choose my own will, or the love that I feel?  

My flesh may whisper, but my soul knows the way,  
In serving my God, I find peace every day.  
So let my choice echo, steadfast and true,  
For in serving the Lord, I find all I pursue.

I've always been good at writing, it's true,  
With my poetry skills, you'd think I read through the whole glossary too.  
My verses celebrate God and His love for me,  
I share them with the world, letting my spirit be free.  

Though reading them out loud can feel quite tough,  
I stutter, not from nerves, but because the devil can be rough.  
He knows I speak with purpose, strong and bright,  
Yet I embrace my love for poetry, ready to ignite.  

With confidence I rise, for I have the grace,  
God stands beside me, in this sacred space.  
So back down, take a seat, as I wear my crown,  
You have no power over me; I am free, unbound.

In shadows deep, I lost my way,  
A sense of self, in disarray.  
Yet joy emerged, like morning's grace,  
God's light unveiled my hidden face.  

No longer bound by selfish chains,  
In devotion's arms, true freedom reigns.  
Miserable days, like hell on earth,  
Found purpose anew, a rebirth.  

Grateful heart, for love so wide,  
Forgiving hands, my faithful guide.  
I lost it all, yet gained the best,  
In God's embrace, I found my rest.  

Younger me, with questions bold,  
"Did we survive? Are we consoled?"  
I smile and say, "Yes, we are free,  
Only through Him, I truly see."  

For years I walked, in shadows cast,  
Believing love was lost, not meant to last.  
Yet now I reach with arms held high,  
Inviting sinners, come, don’t be shy.  

I’d have been lost, consumed by fear,  
In false delights that disappear.  
But with God’s strength, we stand as one,  
Together, the battle’s already won.  

So yes, I lost my sense of self,  
To find the soul I sought on shelves.  
In every flaw, I see the grace,  
For in His light, I’ve found my place.