The Hidden Geek

My soul yearns My eyes water I thirst for you I hunger for more Complete me Lord Take control Mold me Like clay to a pot Make use of my life Make my spirit rejoice Clean me like silver So I reflect your image Sharpen me like a sword So I slice through my worries Harden me like diamonds So my strength comes from you I yearn, I cry My soul is weary My spirit is chasing Chasing to be near you Hold me close Cover me under your wings Give rest to my soul Give peace to my spirit Cloth me in your righteousness Your blood has purchased me I long to be used Open my eyes to your love Straighten my road So my foundation will be true I seek and shall find Your presence is by my side Carry me home When my journey is done My Saviour, my true Love A bride I shall be When my time has come

 I Believe that soon, everyone will know who is a Luke-warm Christian and who is a true Follower of Christ. The people will be separated just the way God separates the Sheep from the Goats.  If you haven't been paying attention to the world lately, life may seen fine and normal but even i would be dumbfounded to find out that someone doesn't know or see anything that's been going on.  Train derailments, Toxins in the air, 15 Minute-Cities being prepared, Farms burning up, Rumors of Famines, Transgender/ Same Sex/ LGBTQ+... stuff that's been going around. So many conspiracies coming to light, and Etc. So much is going on and everyone is saying that we are living in the end times. My Thoughts...? Well, I do believe we are in the end times because Bible prophesies are being fulfilled but in all this chaos, The Lord always tells me to focus on Him and live life. Now living life doesn't mean not getting ready for His return. In fact, it means the exact opposite. It means...

We make mistakes We carry our faults We hate, we yell, we scream We push and shove We curse each other Even saying "you can't do it. You won't make it" It's still cursing. We take what we want And say what we want We make sure we have enough first Before giving to others We fight all the time We feel sorry for ourselves Even though the world Is crashing all around us How can we So broken and violent And hateful and slothful Ever demand so much from others? We don't have the right To just take and take And rarely give We cry and ask "Where is God?" "Why won't he listen?" "Why doesn't he do something?" "And why does he let all this stuff go on?" The truth is We push him away We keep pushing And demand our way And then wonder why he's gone The world he created Doesn't even want him Then it wonders where he's at It wonders Where he went Or if he even exists How do we expect someone to stay In a place we d...