What You Want

I remember writing a poem entitled "My Boo" back in ninth grade. It was a year before I met my girlfriend I had at the time until I graduated in 2004. We broke up that summer and I emotionally fell apart, but I'm so thankful that I did. I read that poem in front of my Creative Writing class where I was one of the few youngest students in there. Every Friday, we would get up and present a piece to the class. It could have been something we found in a news paper or even something we wrote ourselves. I was so proud of that poem because not only did i like it, but everybody liked it as well. It indeed was a beautiful poem, fully describing the woman that I wished to have an encounter with and possibly later become my wife. The problem was that i was writing about the girl that I WANTED. We all have this idealistic perspective on the woman/man we wish to marry and spend our lives with when God may have something totally different in mind. I've gotten a few poems published and I've been recognized through out my high school career as an exceptional writer, but for what? It didn't benefit my fellow peers and it certainly didn't benefit me because i can't quite remember 90% of the things i wrote! I don't distinctively remember writing about God and how wonderful his mercy and grace is. I didn't express to everyone that it's because of him that we have the ability to wake up every morning under a secure roof and breath in fresh air, look at our families in the eyes and get a chance to spend time with them. I wish i did. I believe alot of my classmates could have witnessed, through me, just how patient He is and how much he loves you, but that's water under the bridge and even though it is, the current is still moving.  I still have a chance to be a light, shine so that all can see. I can still become an example and so can you. I remember writing perverted poetry back in high school and every time it was read outside the exclusive thoughts of my imagination, consequences followed. I even had to read one in front of my mom because I had gotten caught writing it in my art class (ART CLASS, NOT ENGLISH CLASS).  God informs you when you're going outside his will that's specifically for you. He gives you signs and he even speaks to you. Its up to you whether or not you choose to listen and pay close attention. He's gotten my attention many times as a young boy and a young man. It's when you sit and proclaim that he has your full attention that His voice is as clear as day. His words begin to reinforce like the sound of your Mom's that echoes through your head before you decide to do something wrong. Yes, i know there are things in your life that you want to do so bad that you can't quite sit still unless you embark on such a desire, but God ask that you put him first and he will bless you with the desires of your heart (Psalm 37:4). It's not about what you want, but what you need. Always remember that because once that's established, what you want will be presented to you.