Do things just come to you?

Hey! 

I was reading a post today on Facebook about September 11, 2001. 

The first thing that popped into my head about that day was the poem I wrote for the assembly at school. I hadn't thought about that in years!!!

I went searching the internet, because I knew I had posted it online at some point in my life. 

Guess what?!

I found it! And a bunch of others that I wrote back then. 

We were studying poetry in Communications class and I had to write poems. 

I went through a phase after that and wrote a few more poems. I've posted them over here. 

However, 

Here is the one I wrote for America

America

America, 50 states, 1 nation 
America, full of freedom 
America, struck my terrorism 
America, 50 states, 1 nation 
All Unite to fight terrorism 
America, full of pride, faith, hope, sorrow 
America, stong, hopeful we will recover 
America, freedom forever 
America, 50 states, 1 nation, all united 
Freedom forever!

I will never forget September 11, 2001, and how scared I felt. I knew no one at any of the sites that were attacked, but I felt like my world was falling apart. 

Looking back, I can see why I would have felt like my world was falling apart, my country that I love, had fallen under attack, and was headed to war. And I didn't truly know my Lord and Savior. 

If I would have died at that time, I would have gone to hell, I'm sure of it. 
I hadn't accepted Christ. I hadn't admitted to being a sinner and needing a savior. 

I am so thankful that now, no matter what, I know I'll be in heaven, because now, I know Him. 
I know He loves me and I love him. 

Do you know Him? See you there!
Would you like to know Him? Reach out to your local church, find a bible study, find someone who knows him and ask for help! You are LOVED! Please know that!

#warriorprincessKJ

Didn't we talk about this already?

You guys!

It was pointed out to me today that I have not been listening to my directions to write.

I've been hiding behind the fact that I wrote my story, but I can't post it yet, because I'm getting it edited.

I'm using that as a crutch, that I don't have to write, because the ball isn't in my court right now.

This really isn't okay.

How would I, as a parent, respond to my children who acted this way?

Not well I"m sure.

Why should God be any different?

Well, because he is the most loving, forgiving parent there is, but because he is sovereign he has made sure I know that I have been  in the wrong. However, he hasn't done it in a way to make me feel bad...he did it through a OBS sister, and her own ministry on writing. Nothing she said or did was directed at me, she didn't even know I'd be watching. God did. He knew I'd be there and he gave her the words to say to get to me. To get my attention.

I am here Lord. Use me, show me, your path for me. PLEASE!

Y'all...will you head over to my facebook page and leave a comment about what you would like me to write about? I'm struggling with topics. It would probably be easier to come up with them if my whole heart was in this writing thing, and it was something I wanted to do.

Don't get my wrong, I want to do it, because it is what The Lord wants from me. However, it is very hard for my imperfect, sinful by nature, human self to want to do it. I keep hearing satan tell me lies. Like: "you suck as a writer" " you shouldn't write, english was your worst class", "do you even know how to spell?" "you don't know where to put punctuation!" and the biggie "nobody cares about what you have to say"

I know someone out there cares about what I have to say, God has given me this task, and he cares.

So I'm reaching out to my loyal readers...help me with topics please?!

Signing off
#warriorprincessKJ