Poetry

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Last night I got fed up. There are so many events that lead up;to myfalling upon my knees.To my desperately seeking thee.Last night I stayed up.I made sure that I got prayed up. There were so many burdens that I had laid up but now i’ve given them to you. Last night I got fed up. You said “my child you just listen up” You said go and open up the good book. You told me to relax and take a look at the book of Isaiah and chapter 40.It was then you began to show me that I never have to be fed up.What I needed to do was just listen up. What I needed was faith and a little trust. Life is not made up of luck. You feed me the word and a cord it struck. For me to be fed up is not of you. Isaiah 40 and verse two told me the things I needed do. It told me how to seek peace and grow closer to you. Your word began to open a door as the spirit lead me to verse four. By now I was overcome as you lead me back to Isaiah 40 and verse one. Before the night was finished, my hopes never diminished. I had read the entire book of Isaiah and I learn a valuable lesson. For you had just given me a blessing. The book was there to strengthen me and lead me to prosperity. The living waters were alive in me as i took a sip from your cup by the time the night was over I was no longer fed up.

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