I am ready to hang up my Little Black Dress
I’m in a season where I’m learning to surrender my desires to God.
I am becoming a brick wall
And a glass house at the same time
The mind is like an elephant
It’s hard to forget
And let go
Where do you place your hope?
If the dream fails is all hope is gone?
There is a pain in the pit of my stomach,
It won’t let me sleep
There is a pain in my soul
Because of this never-ending grief
If you continue to withdraw your love when I do wrong I’ll spend the rest of my life obsessed about it though I won’t really know it.
I find myself often doing what I don’t want to do. Whether that’s eating something I know is bad for me when I have vowed not to, saying something I feel in my spirit I shouldn’t say at the moment I’m saying it or doing something for the 1000th time when I promised myself I wouldn’t. It almost seems at time like I am my own worst enemy.
“We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us. ”
How different do you think the world would be if we were all proud of who we are? If we didn’t feel like we had to apologize for our misgivings, mistakes, families, race, preferences, physical appearances and the like.