So recently I had a really cool opportunity to link up with a local church’s young adult community. It was super cool to be in a room full of focused potential! Literally, the night was centered around being in community and my man Jesus Christo! There’s nothing like it. Here’s a couple pictures…
Check this out. My man in the hat here, his name is Keenan too. I hated my name growing up, but I absolutely love it now. Keenan literally means “Chosen by God”. Interesting huh?
So I also had the opportunity to release two original spoken word pieces, and share a bit of my personal testimony. It was wonderful. I have been writing since I was about 15 years old. When I was a young ridiculously tormented kid, my godmother suggested that I start writing just as an outlet, but I have yet to stop.
I was ridiculously nervous to put my stuff out there. So much so that I forgot one of my pieces and pretty much made it up as I went along. Yet and still, everyone received them well.
Here is one of the pieces. I wrote this one at the same time I was beginning my journey of being on my Adam. Let me know what you think. Peace & Progress, KD
The Final Remnants of a Dying Soul
So I had a conversation with God, and it began like this:
I am empty of myself. All I have left are tears.
These are the final remnants of a dying soul.
I’m dying to live but I’m breathing to grow…
I’m gripping a life that I’m losing…
Losing to gain.
Yet and still in the depth of my emptiness I hear Him whisper “There’s more”.
More? I laugh. I am empty of myself. All I have left are these tears.
I’ve given You all that I am. I’m broken. There is no more.
“Then why do the cries of Your spirit reach me. Cries for more.
More of what created it.
In the hands of the Creator it longs to be.”
But God, I’m empty of myself. All I have left are these tears.
“But there’s more.” He exclaims, “For I’ve given all to have you. Nothing could separate me from you. Your purchase was for a very high price. For, it is even my blood that stains those very tears. So, my son, there is always more.Give yourself completely to me. Die a death to who you once were. Die a death to who you think you must be. Just…be…. in…. Me.”
Alas my Lord I’m empty of myself. These final remnants I cry to thee.
I pour myself before You.
These are the final remnants of my dying soul.
I give myself completely to thee.