Echoes

I am meant to be a voice, not an echo. But to create echos, I first need to be a voice. Echo the passion, the message, the freedom, to anyone and everyone all around world. No matter where the sun rises, I am meant to rise up and live the will God made for me and live out the call. Everyday I have to die to self and every day I am reborn. Made New. Constantly living life to embrace the wonders and challenges ahead in the midst of having peace and knowing wisdom is something to be learned everyday. At the end of my journey I will be not only die to self but rise up to live with my Heavenly Father knowing I have done everything past my capacity to the greatest lengths.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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