Whispered Dreams

How many times have I asked for a need,
Believing my Lord, would bless me indeed.
Not just with things, that could wither away,
But with creations of Love, given to stay.
Most of those times, I asked without doubt,
But then there were times, when my faith flickered out.
Walking toward light then turning around,
Walking toward darkness, no Love to be found.
As I listened to others, their opinions of me,
I'm frustrated that they, can't see what I see.
They said I am different, my hope turns to gray,
My dreams I believed, were fading away.
Remembering my Lord said, "I wonderfully made you."
He whispered to me, "Your dreams, they are true.
They're part of My plan, just as others have been,
Will you believe me, or place faith in mere men?"
"I chose you to help me, show others the way,
By using the gifts, I gave you to stay.
Know this forever, what I'm saying is true,
Believe Me, My Love, you're freed to be you. . . ."

O Lord, knowing what you say is true, sometimes it is still hard to live this Blessing every day. Especially when others are insensitive to their comments. I know they mean no harm, so please help me to realize that You truly did create me just the way You needed me, to carry out the tasks ahead.

Love, Tammie

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