The Hidden Geek

When I was little, I always had this image of a rectangular box in my mind. The box was just there in a dark room and light was only around the box and I stood next to the box. Every time someone came by, they were curious about my box so I would open it up and reach in. I would grab out an item from the box and hand it to them with a smile. The person would then take the item and look at it and play with it and in the end they either threw it or broke it or damaged it and then they left. Leaving the damaged item on the floor. I would get down on my knees and pick up the broken pieces and sweep them back into the box with tears in my eyes. As time passed, others would come and being curious and I would show them an item from the box but over and over again, they would just give it back damaged and I would cry while putting the pieces in my box. I started becomes hesitant to open the box. Started being more cautious. People would come and sometimes I never opened the box and after t...

Dear Jesus, Dear Jesus, My Savior, my friend. I come to your presence to seek as I am my trust and my shield you are my right hand forever in me, I keep your commands I come to your presence, I come seeking truth you see through my weakness and help me bear fruit I rest my head steady on you grasps my roots, I vanish in me to bring out all of you I come to take rest, and refuge in you I come to bear witness of your healings too your power so great, your love oh so strong in me they shine through like a spark in the dark glorify not me but you every day and keep me humble for these mighty days "God's warrior i am" to you I will say "strong and aware for each blazing glare" the night I pray loud the day I sleep out to break all the forces of witches here now hold me tight and guide my heart so i may be useful when hardships crawl out praises I'll sing the stories I'll share of how you helped seeds become mighty tre...