First Time...

The first time I saw you,
it was infatuation,
the second time we met,
it was an awkward situation.

The next time we met,
things were at a very rough time,
We had both lost loved ones,
for no reason or no rhyme.

At that point we formed a bond,
that no one could come between,
You stole my heart and showed me love,
so I took your hand and made you my Queen.

Then you sacrificed your body and life,
to do the most ultimate thing,
You gave two little Princesses,
to your devoted, loving King.

Sure we have had our ups and downs,
and some times we nearly couldn't take it,
But with our Love and the strength of God,
somehow I knew we would make it.

So I give you my heart and faithfulness,
only to you my beautiful Queen,
To make sure your dreams come true,
Cause for you, I'd do anything.

Never ever doubt my Love for you....

Ant

The World According To Ant...

Thank you for all of your comments, but there is something you have to understand, everything I write should be painting a picture of me. Everything I express is either from my life or about me as a person. I could easily just write paragraphs about me and my family, but where would the challenge be in that. Every one that really knows me, knows that I am not that boring or that simple. Simple conversation will divulge many facets of my life, but my Blog is meant to express myself, in my own way. If you go back and read the things I have written, I have told you more about myself than you realize. Sometimes it is best just to read the lines... Maybe this time you might need to read in between them ????

Thanks,
Ant

"Well done my good and faithful servant"...

Last night close to midnight,
a part of me finally died,
I realized all my efforts were in vain,
no matter what I tried.

I spent so much time running,
giving in to life's temptation,
Not following my life's calling,
a blessing through God's Salvation.

But now I know what I must do,
for God and I to truly mesh,
I must surrender my soul, give up my heart,
and ultimately, Kill my flesh.

No one can enter the Kingdom,
unless they are Holy Ghost filled,
I must now choose, my Flesh or the Spirit,
therefore my flesh must be killed.

I put myself on the Altar,
as a living sacrifice,
Use me Lord as you see fit,
I will never deny you thrice.

I've made my choice to go with God,
and do what is in my Heart,
Live my life saved and sanctified,
Proudly set apart.

And then I must get back,
the one thing I sought for the most,
Cause being saved just won't do it,
I must obtain the Holy Ghost.

So I must about my Father's business,
I must work in the field diligent,
For when He harvests', I want to hear,
"Well done my good and faithful servant"...

Ant..

To Daddy's Little Girls.....

The first time I heard their first little cries, I knew my life was going to change. And the first time we looked into each others eyes, I knew they had my heart. I never really knew how much I could Love until they came into my life. I never wanted to give so much of myself to anyone without expecting anything in return. When I held them in my arms, it just sent chills down my spine, just knowing that they were mine and they loved me unconditionally. They have brought such joy into my life everyday, just the sound of their laughter makes my heart flutter. Everyday before I leave for work they get sad cause they never want me to go, but it is worth it when I get home, cause they hug me and kiss me like they have not seen me in weeks. I thank God for my Daughters, I may never be a billionaire, but because of them, I feel like the richest man in the world. Of all the accomplishments in my life, being a good Dad to them, is my greatest one. To Brie and Lex..... Daddy Loves You so much... you can do all things to Christ Jesus !!!

Fade to black...

It seems as though,
there has been some confusion,
It seems being black,
is just an illusion.

It seems as though,
it can be the way you walk,
And others say,
it's a way you can talk.

I heard the other day,
as a matter of fact,
Being black,
is a way you can act.

Sorry all of you posers,
I got some bad news,
Being black,
isn't something you choose.

Being black,
comes with a certain hitch,
when things get rough,
you can't sell out and switch.

All my ancestors,
that made that first trip,
didn't act black,
just to get on that ship.

And my ancestors,
many lying in their graves,
Didn't act black,
Just to become slaves.

They didn't act black,
praying faithfully on their knees,
facing the White Supremacist,
and getting hung in trees.

The phrase acting black,
is such a disgrace,
it demeans all the struggles,
went through by my race.

So you can copy our talk,
you can copy our style,
But you'll never be black,
not even for a little while.....

Fade to Black...............