Physically, I am exhausted because spiritually I shift atmospheres and fight darkness’.
My tongues eat the bricks of the walls demons build up.
My worship opens my pathway.
My walk carries my verbage on its shoulders.
Ambassador of Christ
Those connected to me are forced to watch my spirit man take flight.
They get mad, because they can’t see me….but I can’t even see myself, I am out of sight!
Dedicated to Aunt Debbz