ONE BAD WAY TO BEGIN A NEW DAY || @b_u_z_z_y

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Just this morning, as I walked through the lane of my street…

Heading for the bus stop, boarding a yellow bus at 7am…

Is one choice you can’t make, whether to wait or move…

With no time to think, all I do is grab a seat…

Without comfort, In between two elephants…

Gasping for breath and fresh air…  

Was unattainable till I alighted…

Thank God was all I could mutter…

 

The stress continues…  

As I stop for a moment…

Just to find myself, in an awkward seat…  

With odor I can’t block, Filling one room in my apartment…  

Without consent or rent, Hope only comes when I find myself…  

Sitting by the window, enjoying the early morning view…

Of unfamiliar buildings and roads, as I listen to my music…

 

Relief comes, when I finally came to a halt…

Taking in fresh air…

Not knowing how to ride a four wheeled machine, Is not cool…

It’s even worse, when you do not own an automobile…

You’ll have to deal with the street hustles and struggles…

Well, you call it survival of the fittest…

 

Just as the Christian race looks rosy, in the eyes of men…

Even rose has spikes, in life, there will always be struggles…

We can’t escape it, but we have been given…

A gift…by our Savior…

The comforter, for he will always be there…

To be our guide and see us through…

John 16:13

“But when He, the Spirit of truth, comes, He will guide you into all the truth; for He will not speak on His own initiative, but whatever He hears, He will speak; and He will disclose to you what is to come.

 

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