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Jealousy is a difficult thing to experience. Some get it worse than others, but there is no one that doesn’t get jealous. You may be wondering why such a personal thing like jealousy can fit into the Providence theme of this blog. I can assure you that an emotion /feeling/sin like jealousy can have the potential to consume a person’s life. Example: My life at Prov. I hope you can catch the rhythm of the rhyme, and maybe feel the emotion.
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There’s a pent up ball of distress that continues to press firmly and squarely and directly on my chest.
This constriction moves through my head with a pulsing irritation of dread that doesn’t seem to leave, even after I’m dead.
My eyes are open, my nostrils cleared, my fists clasped tight and his death sentence neared. The muscles in my arms are eager to jump and pound and punch and kick that punk out. Every part of my body is filled with jealous rage and I can’t wait to bust out from this obnoxious Christian cage.
Let me express my anger with raw, uncensored violence, and don’t hold me back or you too I will silence.
I’m glad that I’m mad but I still know its bad, so then I get sad, because you are the one who’s upset when I’m bad.
Because it’s for you that this heart of distress is beating and pulsing and does not rest, for you I’ll hold back my unrestricted mess of rage and hate and violence and stress.
Help me turn it to you so my soul can rest and my heart and my mind will continue to press for a hope and a passion to know you the best that this human body can possibly possess.
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