Turning Road

I must thank God for all the great blessings he's given.  So much and more than enough to cover every opposition. I can't help but have joy; even when there seems to be a bunch of chaos or noise. Within the midst I can always find love and peaceful bliss. Because of his tremendous blessings, I can experience this. I must thank God for all he is and the life I live. Because after all. It is his.


Though we have free will. He has the ultimate control. I realize this while walking down this road. This is how it went. I took a trip down a road that I thought was straight, on my way to a place I felt I had to go. Little did I know, what I thought I knew, wasn't quite so sure. But for some reason I had to go through that door.

Dressed in my spiritual best, I knew I must take another step. Walking down this road with all I had left. I noticed a turn as I received an abrupt welcome. I felt somewhat uneasy while maintaining the peace residing deep within me. I carried my love as never before, while being bruised by the burn from the road that turns.

I confronted its structure and displayed my puncture. My flesh complained of the agony and pain; from walking down this old crooked road again. My peace commanded its release and said this walk is your walk. Be silent while I talk. The heavenly Father has need of these and his grace is sufficient for thee.

I stood still to see, complete victory. As the road got straight, I noticed I wasn't in control of the day. Some how it was indeed the Fathers way of bringing me through something old, to something new. A brighter light and revelation in the night to make that which was crooked straight, and that which was wrong right.