the image of the world
to live up to
is impossible
the image of God
which would seem unattainable
is possible
I hate the pressure
to look thin
to wear makeup
to look young
to look older
to do more
to do less
it’s not bad
to be thin
to wear makeup
to be young
to be older
to do things
to rest
it’s the pressure I hate
is there a spirit of pressure
an influence of darkness
that pulls one away
from His Glorious Light
is there a pressure to experience
the Presence of God
in a certain way
at a certain time
for a certain reason
the best times I spend with God
are when I’m alone with Him
in a crowd
or by myself
when I’m alone with Him in my heart
inside His heart
developing the sense
to become love
growing up
in His image
