thoughts on a friday afternoon..

trying to make sense of it all.Im tired of asking who i am because God knows i know who i am.the question is how do i go from knowing how i am and been who i am.I'm stuck at this place and
i know i got to get out.I feel that im holding on by a thread that is about to break and lord knows i want to let go.I got to ascend to the ground.Got to go down so i may be lifted up.I need a miracle.I need God to move on my behalf and it dont matter the sacrifice,thats why im sacrificing even myself.Been told that his ways are higher than my ways and his thoughts are bigger than my thoughts,i want to function in this divine mystery.dont care who says what anymore i know this is the generation of those who seek your face oh Jacob..haha so next time you see my heard stuck in scripture im just trying to draw nearer to my saviour cause this world has nothing for me.
I know now that sometimes strength is made perfect in weakness,so i gotta comprehend that he blesses you while you are living in a tent like he blessed israels children.He told them to stretch thier tents because God wants people to move,and if he got to bless you while you are moving he will do just that.but you got to obey even onto death.After +_ 6000 years my God stil got it under control,afterall he created the universe and rules over it and still counts my hair..Glory.