Just Hearsay is Enough | Spoken Word

Without God, I am dead.

...

I’m still trapped in a hole of depression, bound by lack of passion and morbid complacency.

Without him, I am nothing.

Too content, too selfish, too barbaric, too foul.

Without him, I can barely see the light.

Nor do I care to.

...

And, without him,

I struggle to see the reason for living.

Let it all pass, I say.

Let me fail, I say.

Without him, I am despondent.

To the point of numbness.

I welcome death irresponsibly.

Endless rounds of unfulfilling fulfillment with any and every one or thing.

...

I see no reason for self respect without him…

But With Him, I have hope.

With him, I have a reason to fight.

To hang on.

To live.

To believe that things will get better some how, some way.

...

And this hope I cling to like it is my very life line.

Because it feels like it is...

And I thank God that He IS who He IS...

That he was kind enough to reveal knowledge of himself to me...

because where would I be--

Without Him.

And I don’t know him like a child knows her Father...but I believe that will come.

Just knowing he is THE FATHER keeps me alive.

Knowledge of his character, even if I don’t get to experience his intimacy, is enough to make me....

Train my mind...

REJECTING the thick blanket of depression trying to settle over me, the vise of anxiety around my throat, the noose of instability saturating my airways.

just hearsay is enough. .

As long as I am never Without Him.