If you are going through someting, read this prayer I wrote for you and me

Jesus

Come and see these pieces. That’s broken to be call a fall, that’s given up on me, to tell my temptation

How can my Faith have a short in it?

 To stumble my reflection, not to have know identity of you, because being cold without the passion of Love, there is price to pay

When Hell is in the flesh, burning with the dead that has no peace to rest, with the Humility that is a joke in my face  

Patient I call, what I’m restoring is a rebuild in me

As look at my self, where is the perfect man you built Lord

Yes I know, I make mistake, and sometime to diligence to tell my cries to stop, when your words cries to me

Where did I stop listening, just to see my self in the way?

When my Prayer can’t find you, my heart is heaven and the earth that shall pass away

What value of my character, has me not to believe, what you won`t do for me, when I can’t do enough to pleases you

When you said Just Believe, and my situation is still there, how many times, does hell show me my past, to find my self? burning with he dead

 

My Spirit is broken, where my Soul is trying, to put together this prayer, reaching out to touch you, when there nothing there, I  had to look deep into myself,to find you was there

Fixing me, that’s what meant not to be explain, is this why we complain, when don`t see things your way?

When the last day, is you’re last say, to day I need you more then any word I can thank of, to say forgive me?

I`m standing here in my own writing asking you God, without thought, why do I love you so much

If I don’t know, what would you say?

For this war, that’s fighting me to do, what you call me to do, and not what my situation, is showing me what I can’t do, where did fear need my eyes to be scare?

When it is not his battle, we fight things you had already won

I need you God, more then Life itself, to be the Grace, of your mercy that wake me up, to always give you Praise

 Thorugh the Worship of my writing and dancing

We are perfect if we only obey

For your Love I share, my Prayer for them, My Prayer for myself, my Prayer for our familiars, our situations, our stumble because we really don’t fall

Fix me Jesus, when I’m letting the world know, your Love allows you to come back, and that’s what world don`t know the doors is still open to Heaven, no matter what did or what you done

We all sometime need to be rebuild

My Prayer, for you

when we got to believe, in with our self, if we can’t pray for someone esle , will we pray for our self

By Fredrick Pennix Aka Praiser the Show-off Worshiper