Some people paint the image they want you to see, making their friends believe it’s reality. (Houses money and fancy cars) They use Social-media as their canvas. When they paint their picture they get to be a star; their post and pictures are rated from afar.They get excited for every like they receive, but no one really knows their reality. This is what I call deceptive appearance, making things appear to be what they are not. Some people only have social-media to give them praise, as they go through their lonely days. One day their up and the next day their down. The next thing you know they have jumped from a bridge to the ground.
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I speak my Truth
They call me Stormi!
You wanted to inflict hurt with your words;the words that came out your mouth pierced my heart. You forgot about the friendship that we shared, you took your pain out on me, you wanted me to share in your pain, but I wasn’t available. I’m in control of my heart and soul. I wouldn’t allow you to break me, the truth of the matter is, after all you did I still loved you. I knew that your pain was internal and that it had been there for years. You shared with me your inner most fears. Instead of me praying for you I rebuked you. I wanted you far, far, away from me. The day came when I wanted to pray for you, but I just couldn’t, I knew that your internal pain would eventually take you over and I took joy in that. It’s sad to say, but that’s how I felt; I’m only human. You apologized to me for your hurtful words and I quickly accepted, and now all I think about is how I should have never given up on you. I should have prayed until I got a breakthrough. So now, I ask for your FORGIVENESS.
I speak my truth
They call me Stormi!
Is my truth God’s truth, why am I here, is there a purpose for my life, can I stand by myself. When times of adversity come how do I stand, do I worry or do I pray, are my prayers being heard? How long should I stay on my knees, God do you hear me? I’m alone in my mind fighting off the voice of destruction. Which way do I go and who do I follow. My path is not clear, but the world wants to give me direction. Follow these simple steps and life will be easy; that’s what they want you to believe. If my hair is not as straight as yours do I matter, if my skin is not as fair as yours do I matter, if my body is not as thin as yours do I matter, if my money is not as long as yours do I matter. If my car is not as new as yours do I matter, If my house is not as big as yours do I matter, If my clothes are not as nice as yours do I matter, I walk alone in this world and the only one that can tell me that I matter is God, so there is peace for me in the midst of my storm! I do matter.
I speak only my truth, but I’m sure some can relate, If you want to speak your truth log on to my blog at Stormiigirl.wordpress.com
I walk in my Truth
They call me Stormi !
I’m strong, but yet I’m weak, I’m cute but sometimes I’m ugly, I’m dumb, but sometimes I’m smart, I’m fearless but yet I’m fearful,I love God, but yet I don’t pray! I’m alive but sometimes I feel dead. I’m fabulous, but yet I’m ordinary. Beautifully Blessed
I walk in my Truth!
“They call me Stormi”