Couture-Chronicles

Gifted Dancer

My thinking is in eight counts; my walking is a rhythmic beat

I bend, I turn, and I stretch toward the King!

My expression of love is through this art

I need to dance before I fall apart 

I dance before the King with all my might

As I press in His presence I feel Him holding me tight

When I pirouette one time, He strips me from the hurt

When I leap two times, He takes the sorrow away

I yearn to praise and worship His name

Draw me nearer and let my heart proclaim

I thank the Lord for this gift He gave

Dancing is an art that I won’t take in vain

Women of Purpose and Power

I’m a woman with a purpose! I’m a woman with compassion. I’m a woman with a sincere heart, here to serve the Lord. I’ve walked this earth and I’ve seen many things. I’ve been led to destruction, but my path was overseen. My pathway to heaven is not easy at all, but my life is a sacrifice and will not be stalled. I have a purpose so great even wicked eyes can see, a purpose so dignified, my Lord is pleased. I hear him utter though the atmosphere, telling me to go here and even go there. I follow His commands without hesitation because I have faith beyond what I can see. He promised me an expected end that I will never forget and that is to be up high with royalty!

All Things Have Become New!

I want to be a woman so graceful and pure even the deepest atheist can see. I want to shout his praises with a tongue to clean not a curse would roll off in the midst of strife. Loving everyone unconditionally is key, along with consistency. I want to join in unity with brothers and sisters who live according to his word, and don’t rely on their own. As an end result I want to be with my Father who has never forsaken, but has ALWAYS kept me :)

Blinded

No matter what you do I still see the greatness in you. You represent a man of integrity, but your fear exemplifies your weakness. You work hard everyday, but only hard enough to get you by. You hop around from girl to girl selling them dreams because yours are unseen. You live life on an emotional rollercoaster anticipating the big drop. You focus on what could have been, instead of what could be. Throughout it all I see the best, but you are still settling for less. You my friend are the blinded one, while I am the “guided” one.

Factors of a Confusing Relationship

I tell you I love you and you just say thank you. We eat, sleep, and spend time together but our title is “just friends”. We hold each other down like brother and sister, flirt live first loves, and talk like best friends. Every minute spent together is a moment of joy and when we depart we’re missing each other like crazy. I appreciate you, you appreciate me but still that isn’t good enough. What is our definition when everything we’re not supposed to be doing we do? One is waiting while the other decides and they both won’t let go because they feel so close….

Reality Check

You change the way you dress as gratification of a common appearance. You keep those nails spiffy clean, hiding the dirt of an unwanted scene. Nothing less than perfection is ever accepted. Deep inside the bruises are buried, bruises that are packaged and dying to be shipped away. They’re beneath a surface almost too amazing to touch and if released manipulated views will end. You’re lost in your own skin, insecure about what lies within, covered by the mascara and blush, afraid to show the burning cuts. You look like what you’ve been through and you can’t even tell. Perfection is what you hope for but in reality, nothing more than greatness can ever be achieved.

What do you do?

What do you do when you know what you deserve, but every boy that comes you way doesn’t.? What do you do when you finally find a man who knows it, shows it, but just isn’t ready for a commitment? You know the man with authority, masculinity and smarts; the one who loves God, works hard, and puts you first. Do you stay around patiently waiting for him or do you move on because you can’t stand to be in a place of uncertainty? Do you tell him how good you can be to him or even all the sacrifices you’ve already made for him? Do you keep doing everything you’ve done or do you pull back because of fear of him never coming around? Do you settle for the one’s who can treat you good, but not great because you have a need to fill an empty space?

What does it take!?

What does it take for a guy to understand a girl’s worth? For him to treat her with dignity and respect her with all he has? Does he have to be intelligent, religious, and rich? Or can he be a thug, real fine, with a nice whip? Can he have multiple talents or none at all? Is he defined as a gentlemen or a sad case mystery. The answer is unknown and that’s fine you see because the man who knows my worth will be perfect for me!

Respect Me or Hate Me

You say you like her because she’s saving it, but then you get mad at her when she doesn’t give you any. You want the beautiful woman with good morals, values, and respect but you treat them all like you only want to hit. You whisper sweet nothings in her ear all night but when she doesn’t give in you feel DENIED. What happened to waiting for the one who’s best? You don’t want commitment, true love and empathy. You want a quickie, tender love, and a fling. It’s okay because you’ll get what you deserve and while she’s better off, you’ll be miserable and sorry. #shrug

I LOVE TO SEE

When they lift their hands and shout hallelujah something jumps inside of me. When they clap their hands and say thank you Jesus something jumps inside of me. To thank him in advance is a wondeful thing, a thing God loves to see. When they transform from those wicked ways and become a living sacrifice it’s shown in their praise. I love to see them cry out for him, while bending their knees and reaching out for him. I love to see their everlasting love, a sincere heart through his work of art.