This morning one of my more niggling habits resurfaced…
…SELF DOUBT
It get’s to me quite often, it brings me down every now and again, just like last Sunday, when Crying In The Dark was where I found myself. This morning was a little different, it wasn’t as deep as Sunday, just that simple doubt, that call out to above…
“Why Me?”
“What makes me worth all the effort?”
It was that simple feeling, why bother with me, why save me when I’m not worth saving.
The thing was I got me answer there and then, if you’ve read the poem “Rejoice” that I posted earlier today, you will see the questions I was asking, my self doubt was rising, but then I instantly received an answer, no sooner as I had asked the question were the lines of the response running through my head, I desperately tried to remember each line, until I got to work and could write them down.
This isn’t an isolated incident, quite a lot of my poetry is born from those moments of self doubt, they always seem to come when I’m questioning myself or my faith. I’m glad they do, they rebuild my faith, maybe that’s why many follow the same theme of questions or answers or are just simple declarations of faith.
When I first started to write and post poetry at the end of last year, I was very insecure about posting it, never sure how it would be received or indeed how I felt about it, some I really do like, some I wrote and somehow never really connected with, some grew on me, some I still really don’t like. There is still an element of insecurity about it, but I’m far more comfortable with it now that I was before, in fact some I am very proud of, there are a number that I return to from time to time to inspire myself, recalling the words and the feelings that surround them.
I guess if it helps to fight a niggling habit, then I will keep writing and keep posting.
SPIRIT SPEAKS by KNOW HOPE COLLECTIVE
Your Spirit speaks
It moves in me
And I’m awakened to Your love
You’re drawing me
On to my knees
And I’m astounded by Your love
You spoke life into my lungs
You are the air I breathe
You are the air I breathe
Still You move inside of me
You are the song I sing
You are the song I sing Jesus
You cover me
With arms that reach
And I’m amazed by Your sweet grace
You set me free
And You washed me clean
And I’m forgiven by Your grace
With every breath I breathe
With every song I sing
I want to shout it out
Lord I am listening
To every word You speak
I’ll go where You will lead
To love the least of these
My greatest offering
Lovely! Breaking down old habits is a practice worth doing.
Re-evaluating ourselves from time to time will always expose the areas of our lives that need amendment.
Beautiful lyrics too.
Great post!
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Poetry does have a way of distilling and clarifying emotions.
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