Distractions. They’re everywhere. Pulling for my attention and affection always needing more, because nothing will ever satisfy it’s desire to have it all. Truth be told I enjoy these distractions willing feeding into it’s addiction like a dealer. Like a woman who gets abused night after night. “If only I was prettier or smarter. If I could just do what he wanted it would stop.” But he’s a monster and falls prey to the alcohol and the anger. The rush, the high and for a little while things would be fine, but enough is never enough. Distractions. They’re everywhere. The enemy’s most useful tactic It starts in the attic, with self-doubt and mental distractions then works its way down to the basement; the foundation; shaking and rattling trying to prove you’re just a house built on sand.

And I think to myself. I had it right for SO long. I followed the light and did what I KNEW was right. So what changed? Please someone tell me what changed. *Everything use to be so black and white. The line was so define, but somehow I tripped over the line and fell. *Now life feels like a blurry hell. *I had it under control. I had it under control. But now there’s nothing I can do, nothing I can say to make this pain go away. Once again I failed. I AM A FAILURE.

Now you see, you might think this is the end of my story. But that’s where you’re wrong because we are NEVER too far gone. For there is a love that covers EVERY sin. No matter how deep we think we’re in. When we can’t see the light and when we can’t feel the wind, that doesn't mean it’s THE END. God’s love is too deep and too wide, too long and too high to let us just pass Him by. Not just anyone would take the time to keep you in mind while placing the sun and moon in the sky.  For it’s HIS love that covers every sin.


Distractions. (Spoken Word)

Here's just the chorus of a song my friends and I wrote called Only For Lifetime. <3 

Only For a Lifetime

Sisters just goofing off because we can. 

Charity Edwards