Spoken words: 31 to be exact
Posted by Tomi O on Sunday, October 13, 2013 with 11 comments
Hello Everyone,
When i first listened to this spoken words, goodness. It was just simply amazing, I had to do the pause-play-rewind till i got the lyrics. This is an inspiration for the Ladies out there.
Time to change our status; 31 to be exact! Enjoy the video.
This is the poem for those of you that can't watch the video.
And God said, “It was not good for man to be alone”, So he created YOU But somewhere along the lines Someone changed your perspective Shifted your view, like Eve. You listened to the wrong voice And took a huge tasty bite of deception Now your stomach is upset Because your spirit won’t digest it No longer the woman that walks in the confidence Of Ultimate artistic design Submit your name change We’ll call you Compromise This is what happens when the Gospel
is according to whoever sits at the top of your playlist
and the media has become your bible
searching scriptures of magazines
being told you are dancing lead in Satan’s recital But you are not her and she is not you
Cause we are called to so much more than
Make-up, hair, clothes and shoes
And dropping it like it’s hot even if we’re able to We are women of a different status, 31 to be exact
We are content with not looking like anyone else
because we know our differences
are not a reason to be jealous, but God’s fingerprint Don’t run around talking about how they are no good men Because we know if we apply half as much effort on the inside As we do on the out, we’ll stop drawing the wrong attention Slow to speak, quick to listen. Receiving intervention from a higher dimension Seeking purpose, watching our God given visions Come to fruition, never forgetting, That we have been forgiven much So we eat, we live, we breathe, We give, we even sweat LOVE Always ready to hear from the women with silver hair Seeds have been sown and their wisdom Saturated our soul, clipping our dead ends for growth You’ll find us always promoting unity, serving in our community Using our gifts and talents as an all glory to God opportunity Wake up in the morning with a grind for the most High on our mind Constantly being refined to be the exact of our architect’s design We have no hearts, here’s the answer before the question Any man that wants a heart will go to Christ knowing that it’s in his possession Yes we are Beautiful and bare foot in the kitchen of grace Pregnant with purpose, begging to Praise, Jesus is who we crave, Awaiting to come to full terms so we can deliver back what has been deposited Knowing good and well, one day we all will be audited Mercy gives us second chances so we aint receive but we ought to get We needed an intervention; Christ came to do lost prevention On a cross he was stretched and fully extended And we, we were given an extension, hear me An Extension, hear me, Because this price was worth far more than your finest Indian Remy I know we can change the things we don’t like all for a simple cost But Botox, Lipo and Implants aint got nothing on what was accomplished On that cross Because you can’t implant in yourself a new spirit Or Lipo suck away your sin, you can’t lap band your addictions And you can’t Botox away your depression We All need Him It’s time to change your status Thirty one to be exact Don’t be afraid of what’s abstract, let the Spirit of God be what attracts We are women of a different status, this world we will impact We are women of a different status, thirty one to be exact
Have you come to an end of yourself? Have you come to a point where nothing else seems to be working out and you've tried all you could? Click to meet GRACE
When i first listened to this spoken words, goodness. It was just simply amazing, I had to do the pause-play-rewind till i got the lyrics. This is an inspiration for the Ladies out there.
Time to change our status; 31 to be exact! Enjoy the video.
And God said, “It was not good for man to be alone”, So he created YOU But somewhere along the lines Someone changed your perspective Shifted your view, like Eve. You listened to the wrong voice And took a huge tasty bite of deception Now your stomach is upset Because your spirit won’t digest it No longer the woman that walks in the confidence Of Ultimate artistic design Submit your name change We’ll call you Compromise This is what happens when the Gospel
is according to whoever sits at the top of your playlist
and the media has become your bible
searching scriptures of magazines
being told you are dancing lead in Satan’s recital But you are not her and she is not you
Cause we are called to so much more than
Make-up, hair, clothes and shoes
And dropping it like it’s hot even if we’re able to We are women of a different status, 31 to be exact
We are content with not looking like anyone else
because we know our differences
are not a reason to be jealous, but God’s fingerprint Don’t run around talking about how they are no good men Because we know if we apply half as much effort on the inside As we do on the out, we’ll stop drawing the wrong attention Slow to speak, quick to listen. Receiving intervention from a higher dimension Seeking purpose, watching our God given visions Come to fruition, never forgetting, That we have been forgiven much So we eat, we live, we breathe, We give, we even sweat LOVE Always ready to hear from the women with silver hair Seeds have been sown and their wisdom Saturated our soul, clipping our dead ends for growth You’ll find us always promoting unity, serving in our community Using our gifts and talents as an all glory to God opportunity Wake up in the morning with a grind for the most High on our mind Constantly being refined to be the exact of our architect’s design We have no hearts, here’s the answer before the question Any man that wants a heart will go to Christ knowing that it’s in his possession Yes we are Beautiful and bare foot in the kitchen of grace Pregnant with purpose, begging to Praise, Jesus is who we crave, Awaiting to come to full terms so we can deliver back what has been deposited Knowing good and well, one day we all will be audited Mercy gives us second chances so we aint receive but we ought to get We needed an intervention; Christ came to do lost prevention On a cross he was stretched and fully extended And we, we were given an extension, hear me An Extension, hear me, Because this price was worth far more than your finest Indian Remy I know we can change the things we don’t like all for a simple cost But Botox, Lipo and Implants aint got nothing on what was accomplished On that cross Because you can’t implant in yourself a new spirit Or Lipo suck away your sin, you can’t lap band your addictions And you can’t Botox away your depression We All need Him It’s time to change your status Thirty one to be exact Don’t be afraid of what’s abstract, let the Spirit of God be what attracts We are women of a different status, this world we will impact We are women of a different status, thirty one to be exact
Have you come to an end of yourself? Have you come to a point where nothing else seems to be working out and you've tried all you could? Click to meet GRACE
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Inspiring!!!!
ReplyDeleteI agree too!!
Deletelovely! love the poem but 31? how did 31 come to play?
ReplyDeleteProverbs 31! Yes, a lovely one.
DeletePROVERBS 31
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DeleteWatched this some time ago and loved it!
ReplyDeleteMe tooo :)
DeleteThis is what being a woman is about! I remember watching this some years back and I never forgot it.
ReplyDeleteTruthful words. Thank you for the reminder.
Clenia Gigi
Lovely!
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Yes o!!!
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