Love, is a marathon. That's why you get so tired so fast of everyone. Slow down and face yourself. Cause when it's good, it's is a long, open road. You're exhausted, always comming down, trying to come up for air, trying to act like you just don't care. Love is a marathon...

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

I Am.

I was regretting the past and fearing the future.
Suddenly, my Lord was speaking.
My name is I am.
He paused.
I waited.
He continued.
When you live in the past with its mistakes and regrets,
It is hard, I am not there.
My name is not I was.
When you live in the future with its problems and fears,
It is hard, I am not there.
My name is not I will be.
When you live in this moment, it is not hard, I am here.
My name is I am.

posted by Alexandra at 10:30 PM

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wonderful Poem! Simple and powerful! Stick tight to God this weekend Alex, and the rest is gonna fall into place. You got nothin' to worry about. You're in good hands :)

8:44 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

you are 20!!! thats a really sweet poem too :) lol

12:43 PM

 

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