I found myself on Social media checking on what was posted; I paused my frantic scrolling on my Cell Phone and asked My-Self this question, “if I’m constantly looking back and looking for what was done or said in the past… Am I truly moving forward?

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Why do I constantly look back? (Scroll….)
Am I trying to track down where I went off track
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Or is it that I’m trying to track down where I lack?
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2 minutes ago
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15 minutes ago
(Scrolling back)
29 minutes ago searching for the answer to the Question in That Lesson;
Constantly scrolling back trying to trace my footsteps back to..,

My path…

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I pray for peace in this World we share and I hope for the day we strive as one, to create a better World- the World our Children deserve……

A PEACEFUL SACRIFICE

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I don’t know what to say when Mankind acts this way. Driven and herded like cattle-
peace is rattled by few posing as a hooded viper.
Why are we driven to fear by those who strike and disappear into the night…?
It seems like I’m Watching from an atmospheric perspective.
My thoughts venture onto more joyfull lands seeing Gods plan for me.
Viewing peace abundantly, surrounding me, astounding me when I have enough to give.
I pray, “I JUST WANNA LIVE”
sharing the good this World has to offer upon the alter of Faith, Hope, and Love–
The peaceful sacrifice of a Dove…..

Sometimes we get so caught up in the urgency of completing our task, trying to grab that last piece of the puzzle that will bring everything together in our lives that we find ourselves forgetting to commit our ways to the Lord, we find ourselves lost lacking Gods direction, we find ourselves burning with intense…

This speaks to my today, even tho’ I wrote it five years ago!

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URGENCY

By Edward Taylor III

My sense of urgency is burning me,

My tears fall with intense fervency,

The hunger for purpose is yearning to bursting free,

With my eye’s of faith I dissect my path with the accuracy of a surgeons craft;

I can see past the clouds of gray looking forward to my sunny day;

So I pray with expectation, actively wait’n, for the day I will change this nation,

Realizing greatness is patient I turn from frustration, depression, & unrighteous aggression,

I calm my spirit that I may learn my lesson, immersing myself into wisdom,

Preparing my mind to comprehend vision;

MY SENSE OF URGENCY IS BURNING ME SO,

My anxiousness is taunting me like Edgar’s crow,

NEVERMORE!

NEVERMORE!

Nevermore will I allow the trial of my patience to vex me so heavily ;

My urgency is urging me to launch out before my time,

But I will not trade my…

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I stand in the raging winds of my testing until I apprehend the faith my hopes are shaped in ’till then I’ll continue in my…

I wrote this a few years ago and it still speaks loudly to me today! WOW inspiration is timeless…

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Storm Chasen
by Edward Taylor III

Stance firm in the midst of distracting life storms perfecting faith through the trials I face storm raging but it can’t erase the foundation, or whom my promise is based in, so I look towards the on coming clouds of intimidation realizing the strength with-in as I face them. I peruse my breakthrough found in the eye of this tempest no rest in this, I press until I enter. A child becoming Son, a being overcoming everything contrary, this storm has perfected me to a place known as ‘Fearless’ all the overcomer’s feel this, we persist with urgency ’till we all see that they see Kingdom coming, Son’s of God running domains putting to use the treasures gained from the pouring rain, Let us Reign rescuing creation from the hand of the cruel, we duel ’till victory we see drawing our weapons, swords of…

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A LONG AWAITED PROMISE SCREAMS AND GROANS WITH BIRTH PAINS DESIRING TO BE FRAMED. “THOUGHT IS THE ONLY POWER WHICH CAN PRODUCE TANGIBLE RICHES…..” The Science of Getting Rich, by Wallace Wattles

MAKE ME

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Make Me!!! 

You created Me from the substance of thought;

I fought through the Night Terrors territory to enter the peace of a Dream,

Fighting to be birthed into a Vision,

Halted by a pause of decision….

Risking the decent I reached over pit’s to grasp existence.

I AM Driven by the groaning of Patience,

Hoping my creator can take a chance

And dive into the unseen just so I could scream,

“MAKE ME–

PLEASE…,

I AM ready to Live….”

Don’t Speak! We stay silent to avoid attention, to hide the issues and problems we are forced to face, or to keep buried the screams of pain just to keep the appearance of strength for those you care about….. SSSHHH-

Don’t speak!

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Don’t Speak!

Just keep it inside bottled up;

keep it contained so it wont erupt.

Wipe away every trace of pain so they wont point and stare-

like they actually care.

I just wanna disappear into the dark-

into the quite shadows of…,

Ssshhh,

Don’t speak!

They’ll know of the pain endured daily,

“on the scale of 1-10 how bad is it?”

I reply,

“25!”

Now let me hide these features of inner turmoil struggling to a boil…,

“SSSSHHHH-

DON’T,

speak….”