The Me that is Becoming, The Me that is, Fearfully and wonderfully made, I am blessed and truly His.
No no longer complaining, about the past to my present, Because I Am a a Royal Priesthood, a True Kingdom Resident.
Confidently walking in my freedom, Cause freedom is here, What I have been waiting for, I sense is very close and near.
I refuse to be held back, by thoughts of limitation, The anointing and grace of my character, automatically precedes my reputation.
Passionate, thankful, excited, and grateful me, Things before me are falling in place so quickly and orderly.
I’ve been waiting for you to come on the scene. This extreme makeover is no longer a daydream.
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Author:
Angelia ANGIE LaMar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 28th, 2024 16:58
- Category: Spiritual
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