*I am no longer a slave to fear,
I suffered and struggled,
but all was lefted higher
when I let you cary me
through the fire.
I gathered my well
I built my wall’s stronger
all in your name,
I gave you all of my strife
and excepted my life.
I lived as life pushed on
harder, as is your well
and your desire.
You gave me kindling
to build my fire,
allowing my flame
to grow higher.
I have just one desire,
to live for you
and grow until
I can’t grow any higher.
You are my hope and dreams,
you bring me to my knees,
not in vain but for
strangth and exceptance.
Aman*
© 2017 By Amanda Shelton
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 3:01 AM UTC
*I am no longer a slave to fear,
I suffered and struggled,
but all was lefted higher
when I let you cary me
through the fire.
I gathered my well
I built my wall’s stronger
all in your name,
I gave you all of my strife
and excepted my life.
I lived as life pushed on
harder, as is your well
and your desire.
You gave me kindling
to build my fire,
allowing my flame
to grow higher.
I have just one desire,
to live for you
and grow until
I can’t grow any higher.
You are my hope and dreams,
you bring me to my knees,
not in vain but for
strangth and exceptance.
Aman*
© 2017 By Amanda Shelton
A prayer and poem I wrote awhile ago but never shared. I thought I should because there might be someone who needs to read it for strength. I survived through everything I have suffered because of God. Once I lifted up all my strife life got easier. I never could get through it alone.
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