His Vision of Love

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I needed to change my perception,

To receive the vision of love, God had for me.

The negative thinking,

The grossness of the images,

The mal outcomes I would create, vividly in my mind

With clouded self-esteem, blocking my every dream.

I was so entangled in a web of darkness, 

Creating a disaster before anything ever happened,

I always thought the worst,

First. 

I got curious about His vision,

What was it? 

What was intended for me?

What was His vision, when He created me?

I realized that it was I, that was preventing me from fulfilling my destiny.

I was a bud, unable to bloom because I was more consumed with sight,

Saturated my life with the sight before my eyes,

I was more consumed with sight than faith.

A flower doesn’t bloom in environments, disadvantaged

Unless it’s soiled with the blood of Christ, 

Rooted in His Spirit.

The vision He had for me

I shelved, like the seeds in sachets waiting to be planted

Until I hungered for more, 

And decided to plant myself. 

I gave my life to Someone more fruitful

Feeding my soul with His word and light,

I started filling my life with His love.

I began to see the vision He had for me

When He created me. 

Amen.

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