2 Timothy 2:8-11 (New International Version)

8Remember Jesus Christ, raised from the dead, descended from David. This is my gospel, 9for which I am suffering even to the point of being chained like a criminal. But God’s word is not chained. 10Therefore I endure everything for the sake of the elect, that they too may obtain the salvation that is in Christ Jesus, with eternal glory.
11Here is a trustworthy saying:
If we died with him,
we will also live with him;
12if we endure,
we will also reign with him.
If we disown him,
he will also disown us;
13if we are faithless,
he will remain faithful,
for he cannot disown himself.

Its been a pretty interesting ride thus far. I’ve seen so much and yet I feel like i’ve seen nothing yet. It’s a beautifully painful paradigm that I choose to remain in. The one thing I do know is that I am no longer alone in it. Neither are you. It seems tough because it is. If it were easy would it mean anything to you to actually overcome and make it through the persecution and torrential tears? Would it be worth it to attain anything by it just popping up one day? It takes perserverance and hard work. It takes diligence and a desire to at home in the home of our King. Sometimes those chains seem so heavy that even after they are loosed our wrists and ankles are still bruised. At times the bruises feel like the chains are still there, but they are not. That is beauty of it.
You are no longer tied to that wall. Don’t choose to stay behind it and make your home inside of it. For me, the chains themselves had become home. When I was free’d I purposely stayed and desperately searched on the dark floor for the chains which had become my security. The dark had become my light and I learned to see in it, or so I thought. I’m sure that was the moment God put his hand on his forehead w/ a “are you serious” look. I used to always question why I had to go through so much in my earlier years, oblivious to the key word was THROUGH. I never stayed in it. I didn’t have the strength to make it through these things alone. He has always been here w/ me as He has always been there w/ you. He will remain. If you are going through something right now, ENDURE, ENDURE, ENDURE!. I promise you that you are not alone in it. If the cold, hard, weight of those chains have become your safe haven, it is time to break FREE. It is time. If not now, when? When have we cried enough? When have we hurt enough? I am here for you and w/ you. You are not alone.

Climbing lifes tree splinters hands
its piercing stings like the slap of a rubber band
So i’m gonna step out on a limb here
Open my mind, body, and soul and let the holy spirit in here
Stepping out of my crazy life w/ my daily strife
I desire a different life
I desire some colored motion to this still picture pictured still in black and white
To write a new story because honestly the current is starting to bore me
I am so done w/ my everyday of drowing in the dissension of repitition
I am done give others credit for my beautiful affliction
I am giving in and living in my literary addiction
Isn’t that why he was blamed, mamed, and slain
for me, and for you
To achieve our destiny we must continue to push through
Thats why im up late at night and i write until my hands are blue
My attempt to do what God has asked me to do
I want to live the life God has destined for me
I need to be the man God has ordained me to be
He is worth the risk of stepping out on faith
In our current comfort we can no longer exist