"IF"
To be about my father's business is what i was told to be about but what about my fleshly purpose because it was on purpose that i was flesh and flesh well flesh was built from the dirt. and if i was just dirt then why did it matter at all I’m walking on the very thing i am. commonly oxymoron's were my paradox as if me saying i always never go to church or have faith in God. Which is confusing? but very profound in the image of which we were made ....noting to myself God had many people who had different faces so i guess we resemble him somehow. And, how come when we come to the throne of grace, we come scared and frightened... as if we don't read the word and believe it .... lukewarm Christians was something i was warned not to be and having to know God has a distaste for those it's quite alarming but i wouldn't blame him either, either you're in or out....halfway Christians were sent to halfway houses where their lives were halfway gone.....not like the sub sandwich i ate last night but subway hearted toward my father. Clinical face cleansers could never have the power to wipe away sins only my father in heaven could do that, so straighten your face up. Cause a face down would indicate you not "down' and if you not "down" for God's word you won't get word. But They be like "word"...i feel ya ...ha y'all still staring at scriptures like they unfamiliar. I'm mean what you star struck for .....it came right from the son so it’s bound to shed light on the subject. And, was never the one to talk about school like i loved it but the subject I’m talking about was not your English or your math but forget the subject and work you'll be caught in God's wrath. We craft the aftermath of God's wrath will it be in heaven or hell cause it all ends when he rings the bell, but it's not a bell rather a horn. Cause trumpets blow and sirens sounds but when you realize nobody we'll be around..... To save or bring back.....Living the life you thought was good not realizing the whole time that you had a knife in your back. So step down from your earthly raggedy throne and get to know the one who gone bring you home. So we pedestal these people as if their more of God than we are as if we have no value or as if the word if was the word we first learned how to say. "Only IF i was raised better only IF i was a white only IF my mom told me or IF God would take time to listen". but it’s not that he's not listening but rather you're just hearing and not listening cause hearing and listening are 2 different things. And we can tell MLK was wasting his time when he said let freedom ring cause we still enslaved to ourselves.... selfish ...left on shelves with no price value not recognizing we were bought with a price but I’m just K.J. i just speak what i hear. and commonly the more known opposite thing of faith is fear...I know they say fear God but it’s more like respect and honor the one who created you ....But don't quote me on that. Cause quotation marks were only for when I quoted Jesus..... But us jees ...Luis....still ain't got his Vuitton yet i Guess a violin was all a orchestra that could orchestrate and the subject on which we could debate was something I always would commemorate. I hear transients talking about Sahara as IF we don't see dry land or politicians asking about everglades as IF we don't see destruction of wilderness. And maybe just maybe Google maps can tell me where i land and where i supposed to be cause yahoo could never search a Bing of interest on where my sensational lust would be provided. And farmer's only was only just farmers that sharecropped cause they never had crop to share and we they did they be crop dusted by fumes of arrogance and ignorance. Half-baked knowledge was something i was blessed with and cakes never had icing on it but leaves to hide the nakedness of being taking out to early from lack of knowledge. Knowledge was based on Dasani water and how we bathed in it prior to salvation. So now faith is the substance of things hope for and blind man seeing 20/20.....i guess were all little inconsistent don't let me fall off my suicidal building of knowledge...cause i would i hate to die not living out of my father's business.
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