If I were a singer I'd say:
I couldn't find the words to say so I'll just put it in the form of a song
You'd have to see the words in a dancer's eyes to try and understand why,
Why what I got to say can't just be said but has to be,
Written into code into an ordinary phone,
Letters dictating where my thumbs might go,
Next,
To tell you,
That I got something to say,
See my thing is I gotta get these thoughts out,
So instead of talking to myself,
I'll type to myself,
Hey yo Kristal,
Did you know that The Lord is good and His mercy is making you look crazy?
Did you know that the King,
Started from the top but left it to die,
For YOU?
Hey Kristal,
Did you know that your body is a temple of the precious, beloved and sweet Holy Spirit?
Did you know that you're loved unconditionally,
Beyond belief and all humanistic ideals?
Did you know that it's not always gonna be easy,
But I'll tell you this for free:
When you see people worship the God that you stand for and believe in,
It will take you to a deeper place in Him,
Where you can,
Stand,
In love, awe and adoration,
With a King,
Who stooped down low,
To write these words on my heart,
So I could share with you,
Yes YOU!
I may not know your name but you know this poem is for you,
You know God has been tugging, playing chords on your heart strings,
Bidding almost begging you to come to Him,
All you got to do is let Him in,
Lift up your heads o ye gates, and be lifted up forever more so that the King of glory may come in,
And sit on the throne of your heart,
To lead and guide you forever
More.
Amen!
