Soul Lesson

What belongs to you
who belongs to you?
Christian, you got a lot of work to do.

I spent many nights crying alone,
because my mind had been blown
between work, college, and family.
Problems, sometimes all you see.

Yet, I had to give Him my burdens
or lose my life under the pressure
to perform,
conform,
and sign many forms.

Wasn't about to be that one,
who claimed God and then he's done.
Obtain money, power and fame
and then go off, become insane.

Satan's whistles, charms, and beauty
put people on paths of dirty duty.
They cry, moan, fight, and
lose sight...there is no beautiful
white light for those in sin.

Holy Ghost withdraws and
people are under the law.
No freedom in thought,
lost in confusion,
plans placed upon them of intrusion.
Infiltrate their minds,
make them stand in long lines,
enforce fines...

Read the newspapers,
check the 'Net, and sit down
and let...
the whisper of God come
free you!

Saw a man with a lot of money
in his hand, witnessed a woman who kicked in
sand and neither were interested
in spiritual things and all the bells
and whistles that they bring.

Rather live through life believing
they are in control,
they could care less about their own soul.

He knows,
he knows
we all reap,
we all sow.

Nicholl McGuire

Spiritually Lost

Some just don't know
that God isn't for show--
like to talk about what they don't know.

They are upset and confused,
misused and abused.

Believing in lies,
while the spirit within dies.

Void of understanding,
often they cause a misunderstanding.
They then ask, "Why?"
while loved ones just cry.

The more you pray, the more they say,
"I'm okay..." but wasn't it just the other day,
they had many hurtful words to say?

They don't believe they need Jesus,
that's why they put up a fuss,
while dark spirits they entrust.

To be lost is to be alone,
the spirit man will groan.

You forget what you have been shown.
You live life on a loan.

You worry about many things,
your spirit no longer sings.

Too lazy to help another,
you disown a brother.

You manipulate and lie to get ahead,
you attempt to get peace from a bed.

People distance themselves from you.
You wonder, "What did I do?"

Those who act like they care,
expect you to pay their fare.

A ride of life everyone takes,
but they wonder, "How much you make?"

When you are all used up with nothing to give,
that's when you ask, "Why do I live?"

Nicholl McGuire

 

Who Do You Really Love?

Question your love.
Who do you think of?

Starting a new day,
did you take time to pray?
Was there something you forgot to say?

So much on a mind,
love can be so blind.
Problems enter in,
move on men to sin.

Wasn't it just the other day,
after a lay, that you wished for a wedding day?

Time flies by when you are having fun,
but commitment makes you want to run.

Love who?
Not you.
So many, so few,
called and don't want to do.

"I love you" they say,
hoping for an answer
while they pray.

But God isn't in this or that,
not today, too many people
living beyond fat.

Seeking a bride,
white as snow,
not one hiding, on the down low.

Refusing to commit,
won't carry a permit.
Telling people stories,
lost in sinful glories.

Celebrities act like they love,
act as if a relationship should
fit like a glove.

God knows better,
but people don't bother to
read his love letter.

Worldly holidays,
always forget to pray,
another life lost
on Valentine's Day.

Nicholl McGuire

The Lady Bled, The Lady Fed



Look over there!
Don't stare!
I think that is something in her hair.
It seems like it's red,
an old scar has bled.

She fell down one day looking up at the sun.
She thought taking a walk would be so fun!

For she had planned to see old friends,
hadn't been delivered yet from lingering sins.

She had planned to drink all that night.
God wasn't in her heart or sight.

But then she had felt real, real light.
Tired legs had not been feeling right.
So down she went without a fight.

Years later, she would fall once more.
This time standing in front of a store.
Distracted by her first baby son,
no time to drink or have some fun.

 

It wasn't easy for this large lady,

but life hadn't always been so shady.

 

She once knew the Holy One,

that was before she saw the gun.

A man had held her family up,

and killed her barking little pup.

 

So where was God in all of that?

Ate and ate and then she grew fat.

 

Didn't like the church,

didn't like God's man

didn't even like the MLK fan!

 

How do you reach someone like this?

There was nothing about religion to miss.

 

Take a moment and think of those

who don't see
God like a living rose,

blessing you and me.

Nicholl McGuire

All About a Selfish World

self-love
self-respect
self-acceptance
self-criticism
self-awareness
self-definition
self-pride
self-reward
self-care
self-encouragement

Now what's wrong with being a little selfish?