βRefreshing Comeβ (poem)
βChange my thinking.
Break the chains these thought patterns bring that
Distract me from everything I should be doing, how I should live my life.
This cycle is addicting; Iβve gotten used to letting it run its course and
Have itβs way with me, well,
I refuse to let it run rampant through my brain anymore.
Iβm asking my Savior to help me cut ties with them, to
Strengthen me as I abandon this negative mental state.
It has done nothing but brought me low; itβs caused me to
Forget who I really am, and why I was created and given the gifts that I have.
Itβs made me let go of things I once held close; now I struggle to know whether
I am just as worthy as I used to be, or if
My ability to be used has decreased.
Change the way I think, let the
Inner workings of my being reflect outwardly by fruit.
Let the song I sing not be one of mourning, but a
Hymn of praise that rejoices in Truth.
Let it be sung over my mind, spirit, and heart:
Refreshing come.β
Mishy π¦π
