Jesus, I’m home (from work)… we made it back safe… thank You for that… going through some transitions, It’s good— I mean, It’s Good! Cause’ it’s gon’ result in ‘diamonds’… trying of my faith works patience, and that patience contributes to discipleship.
More than anything I’ve ever sought after, Father, I wanna live/die a man of God… more than being a ‘cool dude’ or the ‘musician’, ‘the rapper’, “REAL”, ‘the skater’, ‘the artist’, ‘the dancer’, ‘a gangsta’, ‘a speaker’, I want to live as You’d have me to… a soldier, a fellowlabourer, a sower, a reaper, a member of the body, a ‘for real’ Christian… down for whatever God has called me to… whether the task be pleasant or ‘menial’… (read about this today… in M.U.4.H.H.—->Oswald Chambers)
Steady hands, Lord, I thank You for this. Sure feet, I thank You for this… Thank You also for helping me to be a for real leader in this house, not some glorified *bull-crap* artist. You are the way, the truth, and the life.