Often I Am Reminded
Often I am left wanting,
Not to be so honest.
To hear it can offend.
Often I am left,
Wanting not a word to express.
Or wishing I could edit,
Something mistaken I might regret.
To have it explained to someone upset.
And often I am reminded,
Whatever my intention...
Will not be accepted to please everyone.
And if I am here to satisfy a mission,
Under no condition am I authorized...
To censor that mission.
Or distrust where it comes from.
I am here to deliver and serve as a tool.
And here I am to experience life.
No decision did I make as to which color I liked.
But as I adventure on this mission,
I have come to realize this...
So many live their lives to be petty.
With few who express to be blessed...
To be given a life to allow God to use.