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Topic: I'm Sorry Yall.....But I Sho Love Myself Some..... (Read 1171 times)
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Mar-Jay...Hiz-Way
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Greetings Fellow Poets,
Back in 2000 Joyce Rogers posted this topic in the Poetic Moments Forum. Joyce was the originator of the forum and asked me to join her in ministry, which I graciously did. In its beginning stages, my dear anointed sister would post topics that she felt someone may have been in at that time to minister to them. Since that time God has passed the vision for this forum along to me, as Joyce could no longer do it. Yesterday one of our fellow poets went back into the archives and found this topic and sent me a poem that God gave her for this particular topic. Evidently somebody needs to hear a word from the Lord concerning this. Therefore, I am reposting it in our new forum. I will also post the poem that the Spirit of God gave me at that time. Get your pens ready and hear what the Lord will speak to *you* concerning this. Here is the topic:
I'm Sorry Yall....But I Sho Love Myself Some Sex!
I know God says that we should be married and all that stuff, but I'm sorry...I love sex and I love having it with different men. I get bored if I stay with one too long. Variety is the spice of life. I don't wanna go to hell, but I can't stop having sex....it just feels so good and it relieves a lot of my stress too. Besides, that's what God gave me these feelings (gets in heat quite often) for and I only do it with guys I have feelings for. What cha got ta say bout that?
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« Last Edit: April 25, 2005, 12:16:23 PM by Margie Epps »
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It takes but just a moment to hear what He will say . . .
So take the time to listen!
Psalms 25:14 - The secret of the Lord is with them that fear Him; And He will shew them His covenant.
Psalms 34:8-9 - O taste and see that the Lord is good: Blessed is the man that trusteth in Him.
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Jo Conklin
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So You Say That You're A Believer
You say that you're a believer, yet speak as one who does not know
The love of God through Christ His Son, and you've no honor for the Lord
The god of life it seems you serve, is the god of self and pride
Whatever god you feed will live, and the other one must die
If all you focus on is you, and you dwell on what is sin
The only thing your life will show is that you did not belong to Him
Many in that day will say, "Lord, I was close to you
Why, look at all I did in life", But He'll say, "I never knew you
Depart from me you cursed, into an everlasting fiery death"
Looking at the way you live, will you be cursed or blessed?
Be honest with yourself on this, because you don't know when He'll come
But on that day there's no more time, and your chances all are gone
You cannot serve two masters and God knows everything
Your words may say that you are His, but your life says other things
While you have the time to make it right, you had better make it clear
That you will follow His commands, and do so without fear
Don't let satan to fool you into thinking you're alright
And that there is a lot of time for you to finally decide
We may not live for our next breath, northing's guaranteed
The only hope that any have, is through the Lord's reprieve
Written By & Copyrighted To: Divine Inspiration
Jo Conklin
4/23/05
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Prophetjay
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Yeah girl, your so fine you got it all going on
Your stuff be shaking like jello, word is bond
Your face can grace billboards you look that darn good
When you strut you stop all traffic in the neighborhood
You wear them skin tight leotards like in the thong song
Men break their necks, singing thong th-thong thong thong
Then you go to church on Sunday shouting Hallelujah
But God's got your number he can see right through ya
I don't mean to sound corny but you're not my type
Sure you look good but I don't believe the hype
You use your past as an excuse to be promiscuous
What you trying to cover up; what you hiding from us?
There you go again crying I don't feel sorry for you
Fool me twice shame on me, fool me once shame on you
You need to repent and forgive all of your abusers
Don't let Satan pull your cards you know he's the accuser
This isn't girls gone wild and you're no hootchie mama
You're hurting inside but you need to stop all the drama
The real beauty's inside you, not what's on the outside
Good looks can't cover up what you're trying to hide
I'll do my part it's only right by praying for your soul
But you need the Holy Spirit in you to make you whole
I'll just keep my distance and watch God work in your life
No wed, no bed is my anthem I'm saving myself for my wife.
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