His Desired

I want to leave a legacy That redefines society's Definition of family That leaves a generation Quaking under the inferiority Of ways long forgotten And sacrifices made on the backs of ancient men Who understood the role of a father was to be vigilant and keep watch That mother dearest was to raise up a child in the way they should go That sons and daughters respected the authority of the ones before them Where men are gentlemen and woman are ladies When culture was defined by morals That were greater than selfie sticks and YouTube videos going viral I want to leave a legacy That clearly illustrates my standing In which my life is not my own I belong to the Highest Power And prayer is the backbone of my being That in the midst of temptations and sword Everyone will know whom my soul longs for And I am loyal, committed, determined never to stray From my first love Check my heart Check my arm His seal is marked within me ...

   I found myself pumping with adrenaline when I should have been sleeping peacefully next to my husband. I tossed. I turned. I sat up. I laid back down. Blankets were pulled close to my chin and then kicked off only minutes later. Conversations replied in my mind. I was in distress as my tormented thoughts raced with fervor. I was drowning in a sea of disappointment, doubt, and distraction. All my dreams, all my plans, all my hopes for the vision I was clinging too were sinking before my eyes. "Just stop thinking. Just go to sleep," I pleaded with myself. "God help me to relax," I prayed. But I soon found myself wide awake into the early hours of the morning.    I glanced at my phone. 2:47am. I groaned inwardly, scolding myself for my restless night. I picked up my phone and began to roam aimlessly through the few applications I possess. The Bible opened with a touch of my finger and I was quickly devoured by the words laid out before me.    ...