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"It's a Shame" was more than just the title of that old 60s song. It was being lived.

 
 

 

On the Wing of a Prayer

By Chandra D. Lewis

There was a time when my life was despondent.

Didn't think we were going to make it. Ends just weren't meeting.

A mess of my life I made. There were two children. I was unemployed and had no

man. My spirit was dead. The compassion in my heart had left; being peaceful was

a foreign language. Welfare telling me to get a job or your money will be cut

off. My addictions had taken total control of my life. The food on the table

had become less. Momma was showing up with bread, milk, eggs, potatoes, and

a prayer.

 

Hopeless degradation had become the normal attire for the day.

"It's a Shame" was more than just the title of that old 60s song. It was being lived.

There was so much pain and anger; my heart was aching for relief.

Looking for love in all the wrong places thinking I found it only to be fooled

by deception.

 

Sunlight shining through the holes of the drawn window shade, being

reminded of life once again. Under emotional shackles and chains living here,

imprisoned my brain. Wanting this lifestyle to change before I go insane.

 

Family members dying left and right, it was hard for me to sleep at night.

I sat in my chair and told God what I had become. Asking for forgiveness,

crying, shouting Lord what have I done. Five days had passed,

something miraculous happened; as it was felt in my heart this was the beginning of a new start.

 

Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are they that mourn for they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the merciful for they shall obtain mercy.

Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness for they shall be filled.

Blessed are the peacemakers for they shall be called the children of God.

 

Sometimes we can make unhealthy decisions in our lives that may cause

ourselves and others harm. If it's being good or bad, whichever side we feed into,

the most will win. God has given me a second chance to live. He did it for me

and He will do it for you.

 

To those who have prayed for me I give you thanks, for showing me how to

pray for myself and others with all my might.

 

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Chandra D. Lewis, a native of Baltimore, is the daughter of Charlie "Nature Boy" Lewis. She is an African-American queen who survived the towers of Murphy Homes, Gilmore Homes, and more. After a number of addictions, she found a new life, giving back to the community what was once stolen. Chandra has a voice of a song bird, generosity, a love for life untouchable, a heart as big as an ocean, a belief in God that all things are possible.

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posted 11 November 2007

 

 

 

Chandra D. Lewis, a native of Baltimore, is the daughter of Charlie "Nature Boy" Lewis. She is an African-American queen who survived the towers of Murphy Homes, Gilmore Homes, and more. After a number of addictions, she found a new life, giving back to the community what was once stolen. Chandra has a voice of a song bird, generosity, a love for life untouchable, a heart as big as an ocean, a belief in God that all things are possible.

 

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