COMFORTABILITY NEMESIS


Leaving this place I have always love

To the place where I’m loved and accepted;

Love keep dragging me back to his fruitless enterprise.

He owns my heart

I own his dishonor.

How long

How long

Will I stay ashore;

when the waves are welcoming.

I will swim in His love, to cleanse

My soul free, from the stains he invented.

Am coming home!

Comfort Zone... I will rise and go to my Fathers house. Sometimes what we call love, aint love but familiarity and contentment with the norm. You can never be fruitful or excel in any form of relationship environment, where you are just tolerated and not accepted. The stains of dishonor, rejection, sin, guilt, and shame can be washed clean in the ocean of destiny and purpose.

Comfort Zone… I will rise and go to my Fathers house. Sometimes what we call love, aint love but familiarity and contentment with the norm. You can never be fruitful or excel in any form of relationship environment, where you are just tolerated and not accepted. The stains of dishonor, rejection, sin, guilt, and shame can be washed clean in the ocean of destiny and purpose.

Copyright2014|GOG|McDaniels Gyamfi

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2 comments

  1. “Sometimes what we call love, aint love but familiarity and contentment with the norm.”

    Now that is a thought worth thinking about – thank you!! 🙂

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