My Breath
People are dying inside…I find total life in your presence! People are frustrated and majorly
confused…I find “tons” and “tons” of joy and a peace that make me fall asleep in your presence.
People are sucking cigarettes…you are my breath. People are perverts and sexually immoral
animals…you are my “love behind the closed door.” People are shooting ‘junk” in their veins…
you are my “drug” that never lets me come down. People are getting loaded on alcohol and then
wrapping their car around a tree as they kiss death…I drink you my living water and I never,
never, never thirst. My thirst is quenched. People are depresses and suicidal…I find so much
happiness in your presence that I laugh and laugh and laugh out of control. People are
so busy…I give you my first hour and a half of my day and melt away in your warmth and
compassion that you pour over me like hot oil. I feed 10 chapters of your bread, your Word,
into my spirit and I live forever. Your “blood love” pours all over me and I am overdosed on you.
