Treasure Island

Cecelia Weir

(March 19,1955 / Fayette, Alabama)

The Character of Life

Living is Not Life without God
Religion is not Righteousness without God
Wealth is not Prosperity without God
A Dwelling is not a Home without God.

Ask God, in daily conversation
To actually show you things as they are
And not what others speak for you to believe
Which you know you're not a part.

Are they speaking genuinely
To promote kindness, love and concern
Or planting hindering spirits
Something to make the pure heart burn.

Some hide behind constructive criticism
But yet its mental anguish affirmed.
If it jealousy, gossip and confusion
Eventually they will get it back in return.

For it is the spirit within the words
That defines the character of one's self
And is the foundation of one being laid
In the heart of those whom seek for help.

Is your Life really living?
Is your Righteousness really a part of your religion?
Is your Prosperity the wisdom of your wealth?
Is your Home really a place to dwell?

Submitted: Friday, March 08, 2013
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