Death to Self

ShaSha Washington's picture
poem

I never knew how difficult this would be
To die to self
Looking all about me
Death to the desires
Desires such as family, friends, my kids , my will, skills, etc.
Death is all around me
I wish I could receive the peace that I was hoping for
But that is all I can do, hope
certain things I never had in actuality
even though I have a mother or and father
I still Felt neglected & abused, everyday
Sometimes I feel a little or no compassion, at 22yrs old
This is all for God's purpose for me, I know
As painful & struggling with God this is
The only way is up
All the way up to the only father
I've somewhat known
That father is my Father God Almighty
He said that "though your father and mother abandon you"
He'd be my own
How great He is
How sad if He never lets me go
Just because I act the way I do
Due to circumstances
There's nobody else that would take me in
There's nowhere else I'd rather be
His will is going to come to pass
I'll be glad to die
For Him who died for me
How many of you are free