My Me: How You See Me

***This was written on January 1, 2016***
***Inspired by Rachel SuperStarr Black***

Genesis 1:26-27: “Then God said, ‘Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness…’ So God created man in His own image; in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them.”

All focus and attention is on me.
I’ve got the spotlight,
I’m in the center.
I’m within everyone’s sight.
I’m the presenter,
The opening,
The act,
And the rest;
Which is awful, considering I’m not looking my best.
You don’t believe me?
You think I look well and fine?
My clothes and jewelry and face creates this false idea of “well and fine.”
You can look at me and say, “That person has style,”
But I ask you, can you identify my smile?
Any liveliness in my walk?
Do you see the smallest hint of joy in my eyes?
See, this style is a disguise.
I’m hiding from the lies
And cries
That I
Have to face everyday.
You see someone who’s really got it going on,
But I see the person I’ve been all along.
When I stare at the glass reflector,
I see shame.
I see despair.
I see ugliness.
I look into the soul of this person in the glass reflector and ask,
“How can anyone see someone who’s “well and fine?”
Are they blind?
No, they can see.
They just don’t know the real me,
The me I have to live with everyday of my life.
I know the lies I gave,
The mistakes I made.
This awful load I’m carrying weighs me down to the grave.
Or, I wish it did.
I want to die.
I hate me.
Who could love someone like me?
Why would someone allow me to live?
Who in their right mind would make me,
Shape me,
Create me?
…Oh, that’s right.
Lord, God above me,
Do You still love me?
How could Someone like You love someone like me?
I’m not “well and fine” like other people are.
I’ve shamed Your Name more times than I can count.
So, You can understand how I may have doubts
That Someone like You can love someone like me.
But You still made me, and allowed me to live.
What is it about me that You find so lovely?
What do You see when You look at me?
It can’t be what I see.
Is it my soul?
My spirit?
My talents, my heart, my mind?
What is it that You see that I don’t? Am I blind?
Show me, God.
Let me see me that way You do.
Help me love me the way You intended me to.
Who am I? What am I in You?
I’m tired of seeing myself as ugly and dumb!
That’s not how You made me!
That’s not who You see!
That’s not who I am!
I am a child of Jesus the King!
No attire or style or material things
Can make me any greater than I am!
God, I am Yours!
You made me strong!
You made me bold!
You made me excellent!
I am Yours! Now I see
How You see me.

(c) January 2016, B.I.B. Productions
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Puzzle Piece

***This was written on October 5, 2015***

Jeremiah 29:11, “For I know the thought that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.” (NKJV)

I’m like a puzzle piece, so odd and misshaped.
I don’t know where or why to go.
I’m like a puzzle piece, I feel so misplaced.
Where do I belong? I don’t know.

I see other pieces, yes, but I feel so alone;
They know the purpose they’re supposed to serve.
Mine hasn’t been made known to me, its reveal’s been postponed.
Can you share this information you’ve preserved?

I’m like a puzzle piece. I know I shouldn’t be here,
But I don’t know which way I’m supposed to turn.
What would it matter if I just disappeared?
It’s not like I’d gain sympathy or concern.

I thought I knew my purpose. Now I’m not so sure.
This frustration’s robbed me of my joy and peace.
I’m sick of this depression, and I need a cure.
Please offer guidance to this poor puzzle piece.

If You know all things, You ought to show me the way –
The direction, the road I’m supposed to follow.
I’m trying to believe in You and follow You every day,
Yet this constant confusion brings me doubt and sorrow.

Why would You make me like this? Why would You put me here?
What do You want me to do?
You said not to worry about tomorrow – tell me why I shouldn’t fear
When it doesn’t seem like I’ll find my place anytime soon.

Because like a puzzle piece, I have a Maker who designed me;
He knows all His creations by shape and name.
He hasn’t forgotten the mission He assigned me.
Whether now or later, I’ll fulfill it all the same.

Like a puzzle piece, I do have a place where I belong,
Somewhere my Creator wants me to be.
I thought I was small and insignificant, but I was important all along.
My Maker saw what I couldn’t see.

To those who feel they don’t fit in the grand schemes of life,
Your faith in God and yourself daily decreases,
Rather than accepting defeat and having depression and strife,
Just remember you’re one of God’s puzzle pieces.

(c) October 2015, B.I.B. Productions
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***This was written on July 3, 2015***
***Inspired by Pastor Diana Swoope***

Mark 9:22-24 22 “…But if You can do anything, have compassion on us and help us.” 23 And Jesus said to him, “You say, ‘If You can.’ All things are possible to him who believes.” 24 Immediately, crying out, the father of the child said, “I believe; help me with my unbelief!” (Recovery Version)

When I close my eyes, I see it.
As I’m sleeping, I dream it.
I know I want to be it.
God gave me this vision for a reason;
But then I rise from my bed
I study my surroundings.
I contemplate my current state –
This space that I’ve been placed in;
And I wonder
How can this dream of mine come true?
This dream – this vision I’ve had since I was a boy;
The thought that made me smile when I longed for joy;
This thing that I’m most passionate about.

You are great and strong.
You can do no wrong.
You are full of power.
Your Name is a strong tower.
You are incredibly mighty.
Your presence stays with us daily and nightly.
No one is above You.
No one is in place of You.
There is nothing You can’t do.
There’s no such thing as impossible for You.
I’ve heard this all my life, since I was young.
It’s nothing for these words to be spoken by my tongue.
But for some reason,
My mind sends my heart a contradictory message.
Your Word says, “I can do all things through Christ…”
Which is why I try to be perfect, because my excuses won’t suffice.
Your Word says, “Know that I am with you always…”
But I know I’ve sinned enough to keep you away.
Your Word says, “Greater is He who is in me…”
But my greatness and worth are the size of a flee.
These contradictions reside in the back of my mind, like houseflies in July.
What happened to this Gospel given to me as a boy?
Have I had it for too long? Did I get comfortable with worldly joys?
I was told You can make a way out of no way.
There hasn’t been a day Your works hadn’t phased me – amazed me!
You held the sun and placed it where it needed to be.
You grew the mountains and poured water in the sea.
You made the stars twinkle, You gave the moon shape.
You’re the great Architect, designing the world’s landscape.
From nothing, You made oceans, space, and land.
It seems so large, yet You hold it all in Your Hand.
Not even death held You back from being strong and mighty!
So why do I doubt You can do something miraculous in me?
Through me?
With me?
If the same God who conquered death resides in me,
Shouldn’t that diminish my impossibilities and insecurities?
My mind still has that doubt.
I’ve tried to get it out of my mind.
I know You can do anything,
But my unbelief causes me to doubt me.

Jesus, save me from my unbelief.
Rescue me from my inner doubts and fears.
Help me, Lord.
Help my faith grow.
I believe You can.
Help me with my unbelief.

(c) July 2015, B.I.B. Productions
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Greater is He

***This was written on January 16, 2011***

Hey Satan, yo, look up, I gotta holla at you
There’s some business you and I need to attend to
Don’t trip like you don’t know me, you know you know me
You tried to defeat me: Bro. B.I.B.!
Yeah, you thought I was finished, you thought I was done
You must have forgotten I represent the Kingdom, son
Whenever we suffer violence, we, the violent, take it by force
So hang tight, there’s a message that we need to enforce

Greater is He who lives right inside of me
You lost, you’re defeated, so you have got to flee
If you had known how better I’d be in the end
You would’ve run scared, never messin’ with me again

I’ve got the victory through Jesus, God’s holy Son
You should know by now – the battle, He’s always won
You ain’t gonna win a faceoff with Him
Jesus has life and you’re death – full of sin
So gimme all my stuff back, my Love, Peace, and Joy
You can’t mess with ‘em now, they are not your toys
Now get ready to be mad, blood pourin’ out your ears
I’mo shout and praise the Name of Jesus up in here!


Gimme my power back, gimme my smiles back
Gimme my Joy back; naw, you can’t have that
I’m takin’ it all back – you got no power over me
My life is in God’s Hands, so you got to flee

(c) January 2011, B.I.B. Productions
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Philippians 3:13-14

***This was written on January 1, 2011***

They say that once you are something, you’re that thing forever
Making that it won’t be the case with me is what I endeavor
I remember who I was yesterday, and I don’t want to be that tomorrow
It brought stress, drama, fear, and sorrow
Why look at me for what I was and not what I could be?
Do you not believe that God can save even me?
Yes, I made terrible choices that I’ll have to live with for the rest of my life
But I’ve decided to turn away from the things that caused me strife
I refuse to be the same as I was yesteryear
I want to trust God more and not worry or fear
Two thousand ten was fantastic, but of course there were rough times
However, instead of stressing, I’ll pray for peace at mind
Tough times will come, I know, but I will endure
Satan won’t get the chance to have me, that’s for sure!
I will be better, I will be stronger!
I used to run when I saw trouble, but not any longer!
I will be wiser, and not able to be tempted so easily
You can’t do anything when Jesus Christ is for me!
“Forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead”
Yeah, I’m living those words that the Apostle Paul said
Jesus, going “toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God” is what I’m pressed to do
God, I’ve made up my mind that this year will be all about You
Transform me, make me better, and let me grow more and more
Lord, I give You my time and my life because You’re the One I live for
I refuse to have Hell on earth; I’m living in Heaven
God, I’m focusing on You in 2011!

(c) January 2011, B.I.B. Productions
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***This was written on October 8, 2009***

Two neighbors met each other after a terrible storm
They didn’t watch the news or weather, so they were not warned
Of the disaster that was coming that day
They weren’t aware what was coming their way

The shy grew dark and the wind was rushed
The rains hit hard; against the houses they brushed
Lightning flashed and thunder roared
Raging seas fell harshly on the shore

The two men came out and greeted each other
They expressed lone and concern as if they were brothers
The living conditions were unique for each man
For one’s house was built on a rock, and the other’s on sand

They met on the sand and looked around
It looked as though a house had some crashing down
“What happened?” the man’s who house was on the rock said
Top Rock continued, “This place is a disaster, this land looks dead.”

The other man, Sand Man, replied, “Take a look around!
“The storm caused my house to come crashing down!
“I lost my clothes, my food, my money, my bed…
I lost everything! I wish I were dead!”

“How could this have happened?” Sand Man wanted her to know
Top Rock replied, “Since you’ve asked, “I’ll tell you so.
“You built a strong, secure house to call your own.
But now you stand confused, disturbed, and alone.”

“The reason is because you built the house on this sand.
“Nothing can withstand an attack when rested on this land.
“If you want to, we can argue and debate this,
But you can’t stand firm on something soft and weightless.”

Sand Man said, “A Man warned me, but I didn’t listen.
“I was lured by the white sand’s twinkle and glisten.
“I’m the person He told us not to be;
I built my home on a weak foundation foolishly.”

“I’ll build my home like yours’, on a more solid, strong base
So that I won’t see it crash in front of my face.
“I learned my lesson, this time for sure,
That I should build on something firm, solid, and pure.”

Our houses, our morals, our beliefs, our lives
Will be destroyed and hurt like piercing swords and knives
If we don’t set them on Godly things, not taking that into consideration
Plant everything in good soil, build on a solid foundation

(c) October 2009, B.I.B. Productions
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Peculiar People

***This was written on August 16, 2009***

1 Peter 2:8-10 8) And “A stone of stumbling and a rock of offense.” They stumble, being disobedient to the word, to which they also were appointed. 9) But you are a royal priesthood, a holy person, His own special people, that you may proclaim the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous sight; 10) Who once were not a people but are now the people of God who had not obtained mercy but now obtained mercy.

I look into the world and the people all seem to appear the same
We all boast and sin, calling each other out of our names
But what I find odd is I can’t find the Christians anywhere
We’re walking around living worldly without a single care

We should be identified by our lifestyle
Some of us one always depressed, refusing to smile
While others put on happiness, pretending everything is OK
When we secretly have to deal with out junk everyday

It’s time for us to step forward and live a Godly life
We can no longer continue to live with hurt and strife
We are a peculiar people standing up for our Lord
We can’t take part in the sinful actions of the world anymore

Don’t worry and fret how others see you
Stop looking around thinking about what others think when they view
You’re supposed to be living for Jesus, not fitting in with the crowd
Keep your eyes focused on Him; stop looking around

Living for Christ isn’t always popular – some think it’s corny
They want to be greedy, disobedient, and horny
But to live a worldly life is the destruction of our souls
We’ve got to take a stand as a unified whole

The world thinks we’re crazy, people think we’re strange
They wish to keep their sinful world, but we demand a change
We won’t Eden back, we want a perfect earth
So that we don’t worry about our kids’ futures at the time of their birth

Peculiar people, stand up! Don’t be afraid to live for Christ!
Don’t walk in darkness when you should walk in the Light
To every Believer on every mountain, every hill, and every steeple
Live for Jesus – for we are a peculiar people!

(c) August 2009, B.I.B. Productions
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The Devil is a Liar!

***This was written in September 2006***

He says I can’t do it, I can’t finish this race
He says that I don’t belong to be in this place
He said to me, “Hey man, what are you doing here?”
“You’re afraid of this place. Walk away from this fear.”

But the Devil is a liar ‘cuz the Bible says so!
Satan whispers in my ear, I got to tell him to go!
He tellin’ me lies to try and break my down.
But I know that God’s Truth shines all around!

He tells me not to study; I know this stuff anyway
He tells me to wait until tomorrow instead of doing it today
Satan says to quit ‘cuz I ain’t good at this thing
But I won’t listen to him; I gotta follow my Lord and King

See, the Devil is a liar ‘cuz the Bible says so!
Satan whispers in my ear, I got to tell him to go!
He tellin’ me lies to try and break me down.
But I know that God’s Truth shines all around!

“Go ahead and cuss, and have sex with that girl.
One drink and smoke won’t hurt you. Follow the rest of the world!”
These temptations are holdin’ on, and they won’t let go of me
But I still follow Christ Jesus who has set me free!

The Devil is a liar ‘cuz the Bible says so!
Satan whispers in my ear, I got to tell him to go!
He tellin’ me lies to try and break me down.
But I know that God’s Truth shines all around!

Satan tryin’ ta get me killed and send me down ta Hell
He punched me when I got hurt; knocked me down when I fell
I know Satan is a liar, so I walk the other way
“Well done, good and faithful servant!” is what I hear Jesus say!

The Devil is a liar ‘cuz the Bible says so!
Satan whispers in my ear, I got to tell him to go!
He tellin’ me lies to try and break me down.
But I know that God’s Truth shines all around!

(c) September 2006, B.I.B. Productions
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