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Daughter: Mommy. Do you think God cries when we do wrong? Mother: Do you cry why you do bad? Daughter: i sometimes glaze at the sky watching the sun shine then all of a sudden i see rain fall so i wonder if God cries when we do wrong... Mother: Maybe sometimes God showers his blessing on us to grow. The plants can't survive without water every living thing that God created needs its water source, but beyond that if we do wrong, it grieves the Lord and causes him pain but in this type of setting he's not crying, he's just showering us with his blessing... Daughter: so why do you have an umbrella if God is showering us with his blessings? Mother: sometimes we are so undeserving of what he has for us that we protect ourselves from him, we've been drowned in our sin and we may think that its over but God lets us know that its not the end. Daughter: Maybe God is washing away our sins with his love, so put down the umbrella and lets bask in his shower of blessings.
@poetic.emcee bro...that was deep. 👏🏾😢
@kingdomwriters thank you thank you
@calebjdeas bro thank you for these inspiring pictures man smh
What do I see: something new. What do I feel: nervous. “God I’m curious, as to what, is next...” #anoriginal#newmusic #kingdomwriters@kingdomwriters
It was beginning to fall.
But She stood.
and I stood beneath,
All below Her covering
feel safe. Never small.
But where is the rain?
Why is She here? When did I call?
I thought I came here alone,
soulless, and unknown. But
I'm covered with solace
Seeing I am your own.
It seems I'm protected from myself.
My rain never did fall.
I am preparing for rain/ I’m preparing for change/ I’m prepared for what I can’t explain/ But I’m ready/ I’m not alone so I keep it steady/ No fearful spirit not out my mind/ I just know it has to rain for you to appreciate sunshine/Sometimes/ I don’t feel that I’m enough and I’m not worthy/ But you shower me in ways so undeserving/ I’m glad you still bless me in spite of it all/ Your love still catches me each time I fall/ When it gets hard and stressful waters hit me/ You pull me under your umbrella instant relief/ I’m so glad I’m not alone even when it feels this way/ After the rain we gone see a brighter day.
Lightning cracks through clouds and your shelter screams in insufficiency. When will it dawn on you that I Am your awning? The roof that keeps you dry in the midst of a teary-eyed sky. Your shelter awaits..