give it time....

"but I don't have any...."

give it time....

"but I said there is never enough!"

give it time...

"but there's so much I've got on my plate...Lord..."

and then Yaweh said,
--as He slapp'd me upside my spiritual illiterate head---

"Not that I NEED your permission 2b excused, but

EXCU-U-U-U-U-U-SE.....ME-E-E-E-E-E-E-E!"

WHO WAS IT THAT WOKE YOU UP THIS MORNING?

Was it Me on MY time,
. . . .or you on your time?

WHO WAS IT THAT GAVE YOU LUNGS AND AIR AND BRAINS TO DO THE TALENTS ON YOUR JOB DESCRIPTION THAT YOU THOUGHT YOU LEARNED ON YOUR OWN...

Wasn't that ME too?

And who created the Earth that holds the clay that crafted the woman or the man who formed the plate with the hands that I granted them....

ME?
.... or you?

So the very NEXT time you think about not having enough time and then telling the lie that you are trying to do MY WILL because you THINK I speak to the likes of you....just remember where you came from....

Remember whose HANDS took time I did not have to take to make you.

 © 2010 cynth’ya lewis reed
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