Pathway to Whole

There are many times in life I feel misunderstood. When I take a second look often it is rooted in the difference between how others interpret me and how I interpret myself. Furthermore, on a deeper level, there is a juxtaposition between how I see myself and how God sees me. It is the difference between the values assigned by the world, and by my human nature, that confuses the values and identity God places upon and within me. Changing my direction in life from a Kingdom Approach to a striving one. Covering me in a garment of shame instead of a garment of praise.

This opposing difference lends permission for conflict to thrive if I let it. The key in this is the power I give or not give to each situation brings about a degree of conflict and false identity with it. It is in this process of assigning or withholding values within life circumstances that misunderstandings tend to appear. As these values present themselves internally I have a choice in how I present or accept them externally, risking the response of others as they pair my 'personality' or 'character' with theirs and or choose to reject it. Defining me and labeling 'who I am' in positive or negative terms and values. Separating me from the Kingdom of Christ, as I let them.

A few key patterns present themselves as I observe my modes of reaction and acceptance to people in life and the circumstances that come with it. I realize that there are many divisions that seem to be vastly set apart from each other yet hold significant values attached to them. Some of these divisions being between the earthly and spiritual facets of human nature, the split between perceived wrongs and rights, and the judgments I place on others in order to attempt resolve that I perhaps have a better life approach at times than others. Conversely too, how inadequate I am in comparison to someone else. I often find myself camping here in the inadequate 'zones' of myself. It filters my perceptions through a marred lens. I need to rewrite the script in these cases and move out of inadequate zones into life giving territory.

Thus, in all these scales of difference and comparing I am learning something valuable today, in spite of how others see me both the same or different than themselves. The first knowledge being that even though I naturally rank myself next to others that God does not do this with me. I can put aside the art of blending in or standing out to be unnoticed or noticed. God sees me all the time and is with me no matter what. Secondly, that these divisions are such that human nature has created and are not intended by God for me to embrace. They can not separate me from the Father unless I let them. Thirdly, my identity springs forth from my values and that even when my values come out misunderstood I am not misunderstood by Holy Spirit. God still loves me. And lastly, my values shift when I see myself the way God intends me to be rather than how I  presently am or feel in each life circumstance. In addition, my identity can shift and bud into that which is solely derived from a Kingdom Perspective regardless which earthly values are projected upon me or how I paint myself before the world. I am a tender work in progress and I can gain new ground by trusting the Father's promises.

Specifically, I am learning that I am both a Daughter and a Warrior. When the world can not satisfy or when the earthly lets me down, I can rest as a daughter of God or rise up like a warrior to attempt to introduce Kingdom Perspective. Also, I am learning the art of blending in closely with the Father so I can stand out in the world. Even though the values I carry or how I conduct myself may seem foreign or misunderstood by the world (and even at times misunderstood inside myself), when I am tight with Holy Spirit I know exactly who I am. Shame or blame has no room to grow.

Perhaps I am now even bold enough to learn and embrace a new Kingdom Perspective, combining both roles of Daughter and Warrior, into the identity of a Warrior Bride. A continuous standing stance within the world, in spite of earthly circumstance, that is composed and ready to humbly react only to that which the Father lends me grace to cultivate and protect. Washing off the fear of being rejected and even the warmth of being accepted by the world. Tenderly, with purpose, I begin to walk out of earthly mindset and walk a true path into my Fathers heart. Only here am I completely whole the way I was created to be.

Someone to Save

You say, your problems and your failures keep spinning you in a hurry
You simply need a hero, someone to save the day;
You keep telling me you're sorry- It's hard to stop and listen
You never have the time

Yet I come
In all your worries and your fears;
You may feel lost but, the truth is, you are found in Me
Just believe

Let me say that I am stronger, than any sorrow could bring you down
And let me say you are my daughter, my precious son that I have chosen
I'll always be the same
There is Power in my Name

Let me come
You don't always see the truth, that nothing could separate us
I promise you- Just believe
Let the world and all its ways- fade away
Just believe

The Power of Your Name

Change my thoughts, Oh Lord;
Like the Autumn leaves,
Blow away the weightless ones;
Pronounce to me Your light.

Like a patch work quilt;
Bind what makes me Yours together,
Wrap tight to me Your wisdom;
And warm my soul.

Enlighten joy within me;
Where I remember to play,
Painting Holy fire on my heart;
You awaken and protect me.

Fasten Your truth around and throughout;
All facets covered in Your grace,
Might I always remember;
To rest in the power of Your Name.

 

Lily of The Valley

Focusing on this moment, I realise my heart is designed by nature to incline my ear to free. However, I have been letting tangents and tangled thoughts mar and cloud my view, I keep running to 'fix it'. Petitioning God; my Papa and my friend, I stop where I am in this moment and stand still. Allowing my heart to catch up to my feet. Remembering that what is past is passed. I collect grace.

Learning that all my wondering and questionings can rest as I take a breath of stillness. I think about my favourite flower, The Lily, and smile at the thought of the sun lighting its blossom. Full array of colour and form in Papa's sight, situated just right and poised in beauty. Find me thus Lord, I pray. Find me here in the valley in such a way...

I hear the hurts and fears of human voices and recognise my own intertwined. Father says, "I've got them all Love, I've got them ALL". When doubts and labels stick their thorns at me, Papa delights in shielding me; "I took them all, Love, I took them ALL". He soothes my weariness with caresses and lets me let go. That gaze of His is radiant and burns away my need to 'fix it' in all my doings.

Now this moment seems vastly different from how it began. In such a small moment, I grew up. Deeper. Wiser. Content. Problems seem minor in comparison to the magnitude of grace I am gifted. The weights of life toiling less and spinning slower as if I've given them permission to just be, yet not overgrow around me. Oh Father, may my heart sense You rightly.

Teach me more about trusting You, before myself...

Though uncertainty is 'round each bend

May my 'be'ing on You depend;

Waste not life on worry alone

I lean on You, my Corner Stone.

And when I fail, may You ring True;

Remind me LORD, in Grace Valley I grew.

Amen.

 

In spite of journey past, may I proclaim; LORD You hold me fast.



 

Beloved- Tribute to Erica

There is something more precious than the heart of a butterfly- wrapped in the heart of a mother.
Nothing is more soothing than the soft crooning and warm whispers cultivated deep within one designed to love like a mother.

I have knelt beside and basked within such a woman's heart created for a divine call. This warrior woman, so gentle and hospitable, poised ready to celebrate each one of us she has the vast privilege to know. I mean who else has a fridge adorned with volumes of snapshots highlighting each wedding among her 'kids', welcoming her to every provision the fridge has to offer each day. Talk about perfect opportunity to actively stand in agreement for those she has been gifted as treasures to behold.

Something as touching as a this needs a spotlight. Erica you are in thousands of spotlights now as we think of you with great intensity and fond affirmation. We have created a mosaic of care from many diverse stages and phases of life, you have touched each and every one of us. Way more than a passing glimpse or a fleeting season. Your love holds true and spans across decades.

To me you have been a role model of what it means to be a family. I don't take this lightly. Coming from a broken home and even having the experience of foster home and adoption, family has become a term that means something both unitingly strong to me and yet delicate. The grace in which you give to those before you, cherishing each one, makes me feel proud to embrace you as my 'mom'. A spiritual mentor, a lap to cry, a hand to hold, a spark in the dark.

I learned the knack of hospitality in your kitchen. Never before have I witnessed something as simple as using every cup in the house to serve guests at one time. Simple and yet profound to me. It is like your cup never empties, your heart runs over ever so willingly. Ever so open to giving. It gives life to the word 'unconditional' and spreads like wildfire within me. You are part of a community of family that has given me purpose and a clearer sense of identity. Even when you struggle and are less than perfect- love is your testimony like the ease of breathing.

I say this all to process this thing we collectively face in searching for you. It is only an event that will pass and does not rob you of who we know you are true to be. So, let us love for you on your behalf. Let us treasure you and be poised ready to your needs. We willingly war for you and cry for you. Our mosaic of love like a blanket wrapping you safe and warm to Papa's chest. We contend for you and actively stand in agreement as our hearts continue to pour out, like wildfire, that can not be quenched. Erica, let us humbly commit to you in our unique givings, until we hear the words, and decades beyond, 'Beloved Welcome Home'.

Today's Sojourn

Time passes, a forever spinning wheel
It's pages of history surely repeat themselves
Like the vastness of textured horizon line
My eyes embrace its uniqueness;
The rumblings and muted throngs
Of voices and cluttered feet soothe me
As I am still in the warmth of my discoveries;
Where chain link fences breach a pointed place
I recall beauty instead of sorrow
And walk life's detour with purpose and poise;
Sometimes time requires more from me than I can give
Calling on strength I give anyway
Choosing my course where I can
Its mercies are friendly, I walk toward grace;
Wrapping close the things deemed precious
Focusing on these, like sparkling rain drops
The blades of life don't pierce as deep
As Today passes more gracefully;
Learning the art of love in each moment
I embrace what comes for yesterday is gone
And smile as a new Today is welcomed in tomorrow.

Butterfly Conversation

Tethered

 

As I break, I see the mistake I've made

Toward you

Bound if not by verbal declaration

By visceral vow

Churning, knotted, realisation unfolds

Unblinding my eyes to the promises I've told

Inside myself

 

As I break, I see the mistake at hand

Holding me back

Keeping us locked together

If only by a tethered strand

Wavering yet sure

A false cure as it were

Chosen by us

 

And so         I break

For what has been lost

An immeasurable cost

Of love paused before us

Begging a choice

We couldn't make

Until now

 

As we break

I sever this tethered pull

Toward you

And wake away from

I stand alone

Wiser than I've ever been

On my own two feet

 

And as I wake

Inside my own skin

I see a love stronger than I

Truer than I've ever been

To myself

Open to the purest possibility

Of what Love really is

 

 



Love's Light

There is a small light inside of us, vulnerable, yet stronger than a flicker.
It takes time to unfurl from within each one of us.
It takes courage to let it shine beyond our wounds which turn into stones, building walls.
It seems the deep nature of oneself is to hide our imperfections, yet seek 'more'.
More than the shadows inside us depict as worthy of our energy or emotion.
The truth is one can't find that thing we call 'more' without being willing to open up.
All the time and courage in the world can't fill our void.
But the process of opening up lets the shadows out, no longer puppet masters playing into our own facade, letting go of the need to try and save face.
All the things we call 'more' cant even light a match in the caverns deep below the surface of our souls.
But, I do know this, the one thing that can shine brighter than a flicker is Love.
The challenge with Love is that it demands more from us than we can at times begin to dream.
Evoking a resounding tug, calling into the depths, breaking the walls of our heart down.
Like water finds a way in, within even the most structurally sound place.
Love can break the barriers of our fortresses where we ourselves are found bound within.
Where none other has ever been let in, yet.
The storms we face can't even snuff out Love's light.
The echoes of pain and pride repeat themselves until we proclaim they have no place.
When we can clean the home within and give permission for Love to take primary residence.
I resolve to let this light pierce me to my core, where 'more' is found lacking and love becomes all that I need. All that I am.
Shaking the darkness and awakening new avenues to wholeness.
Not giving rise to fear the very thing my life-breath finds essential for genuine character.
More than the worlds definition of life.
Letting love be the source of my everything demands from me the willingness to expose everything...
Tearing down each wall I have resurrected to shelter the very things that mute the joy love gives life to.
Transparent like the wind, yet sturdy as an oak, I dare let love win the war over me.
Untangling me from the weighted emotions and torn dreams I stopped hoping for.
Birthing in me a bigger light, blended brightly with the wisdom love gifts, with steadfast truth.
Captivating my heart from the inside out.
Beyond the sorrows and the broken promises I held within my skin.
I learn to live with love as my lens.
Light and airy with every step, I learn to walk forward rather than behind.
It is here I learn to really dream, and my heart begins to fly.



I Have a Plan for You

I have a plan for you
Beyond the pit where your joys fall flat
Still, sounds of praise cry out, above the noise
I have a place for you
Rooted deeper than the slippery slope
You find yourself gripping without hope
I call you Lovely
Even when you believe you are nothing
Wrapped in scarlet scars for the taking
I am equipping
In the greatest thing you call chaos
Freedom comes in the letting go of
I am Alive
Even in the slivers of dreams
Which unravel and twist into defeat
I am reworking
Molding the remnants of what you surrender
Reaching in, exchanging thorns for crowns
I am Greater
Than the lies and stones thrown to harm
Wounding and marring what is Mine
I come to release
The chains of torment bound round your neck
My yolk is lighter, you are a fighter
I promise you
That I will full-fill in you My desire
Though the season of trial is long
I will accomplish
The purpose I made you for, Beloved
Jewel of Glory is your name
I am your warrior
Against the deepest darkest pull
Towards all that is emptiness
I am your God
For you are my child
Arise, as I call you Precious
Come, give my arms your burdens

Where Love Knows Me Best

I found grace and humble my pride
Where fear grips and holds my heart in
Turning aside anger I choose mercy
Over again I pray 'let love win'

Beyond the layers of hurting wounds
Where stones of defeat erect walls within
Underneath the transparent need to hope
This fragile woman walks away from sin

I bid each step birth a greater space
Between the alluring whiles of Satan's hold
To where threads of strength remain true
Proclaiming over me a victory bold

I dare turn this walk into a run
Lifting my head and opening my heart
Sifting and sorting away the mire
That threatens to rob this new days start

With gleeful face and dainty toes
My hands outstretch to Papa's chest
I awaken within with each tiny step
And breathe free-
Where Love knows me best

More Than a Talisman

I have been entrusted with a symbol to carry, against insurmountable odds, which translates a message of Hope. For a time I have forgotten the power of this truth and let down my defences. Chasing away the might from within and wallowing in defeat rather than in victory, I broke strength for a time. Now it is a glimpse of future that reminds me of valour. It is a phenomenon only courage can decipher   . 
In humility I admit my faults and release the blame I have warn like scars, holding back life. These hurts were like trophies parading on my chest, weighted shame blinding Love's name. Lending more merit to grief than joy I let my pride speak for me, replacing my real guide toward something greater than my battle wounds, with fear.
Tonight, the image of a flag ensured in me the will I forgot I posses. A banner bridging what has come to an end, in my own failing humanity, with the key to more than second chances. A symbol of Grace. Waved high beyond all cost, in a sky where freedom is sought, from the chains that bind me to hope deferred and what is lost.
The flight of this freedom flag draws tears to the surface of my hearts crust, softening the path of the mountains I have been empowered to climb, watering the wasteland and equipping me with power to move such obstacles with might and mercy. I am not fully there yet in reaching the potential I carry to make a difference for more than good, for Love's sake. I believe I am only just beginning to see the capability I am granted in the choices I do or do not make. The responsibility to change.
Braving the scoring of all rough edges, which wrap around my heart like scars, as shame and pride are welcomed to camp and steel portions of my ownership of what is noble and pure within. I open my fist and release the vice grip of pain as I reach out and surrender all that attempts label me as "captive". In this act I learn to cherish the invitation of flag bearer, bidding lingering doubt to fall down with the piercing crack of wind, as life takes flight again.

All Together Lovely

Beyond the superficial accolades one says when they want to make themselves believe everything is 'fine', where the barriers that keep the heart safe fall softly to the ground, I wait. Beckoning those confident words to dance upon the breeze, the ones that bring roots deeper into solid foundation, where life breathes into the broken.

I wonder within myself discovering beauty which I long to offer someone outside of the walls that define who I am. I cultivate and prune and pull out the thorns where I can. Seeking water, I thirst, refreshing areas I once held back from the wells of joy. Opening up, I let you in.

There is a strength in your eyes that dare me to look deeper. Discovering flecks of gold, I notice where pain weaved character into your gaze, now glinting hope upon my face. I let the light illuminate me from the inside out. Unveiling the warm hues I too posses, I urge you to keep looking in. Deeper still.

The tapestry we creatively work and welcome to blend, is a compilation of the best and he worst of each of us. A masterpiece where measurement and judgement fall short to describe it. I realise we are incomplete without one another and dare trust that our togetherness will never rip the best parts away from what makes us all together lovely.

In times of trail and within moments where tears water our souls, I dare cherish the times where we can trust we will make it through victorious. Each committed to call forth courage and honour, covering over all things intending harm. Individually and collectively we are pillars of triumph braced against the storms of life and loss. Joy is our rear guard.

Ebbing and flowing in the art of giving and receiving a balance, that cultivates mutual fortitude, we embrace. Whispering words together knowing even when pain comes, you're okay and I'm okay, we're okay together.



Presentation of Heart

There is a presentation of heart which can draw in those who dare to see deeper.
I am fortunate to be part of such delicate exchange from within myself and within others.
Particularly I celebrate the moments where my heart soars along side a person I care for and am learning to cherish.
It is a tender treasure when mutual vulnerability fosters trust. For this I am thankful.
Being captivated by unique beauty discovered within a heart is priceless... even when it is my own heart I begin to see.
Such wonder motivates me to be fully present and to cheer each moment of depth on as if it were a masterpiece in the making.
Watering the seeds of the soul. Encouraging, welcoming, and embracing each aspect of what makes someone a  genuine friend.
To witness transparent love in action and to reciprocate this gift is what keeps me willing to brave the risks of trusting implicitly.
Daring to reach out and take a chance even after heart break, which seems to magnify my weakness rather than my strength, in order to prevent my heart from growing hard like stone.
And even when there seems to be a dry season where relationship seems to stop or change its course, it is encouraging to know I am still growing as I accept change.
Learning to value each person whom enters various portions of my journey, and I in theirs, for how ever long life and love allow.
I take courage, for each moment and each glimpse of heart betters me. Never to be the same again.

I walked past

Your right hand held matches

Your left held my shame

Burning down my innocence

You stole this girls bright flame

 

Before it had a chance to fight

And war this heart to free

You woke in me an anger bright

Wrestling against the best of me

Staring at the fire where I watched my heart burn
I recollect the fragments
Held fast within your grip- I let the wind churn
From your hands I beg myself rip
 

How could you steal this life

And burn it to your chest unhidden

For the world to mock my strife

Like a mark embedded within your skin

 

This willowy woman just wants to dance

Stepping lightly among the ashes

Strong enough to take a second glance

I dare to dance this life again

 

Where the wind spoke and stopped my screams

And muted lines- I walked passed you

I reposition now as I step inside my dreams

And learn to love again

 

 

Dear survivor (found inside me),
As a child you saw much pain and violence, darling girl, I ache for you now as I write to the wounds that tried to wreck you. You are within me and you hurt even today. Its okay to cry love. To set yourself free. Trust your instinct to let it out and let it go. Its time to walk again. Out of the past and into now- where dreams lead you to joy. Call out the marks that burned your soul and crown your heart with a beauty pure. Like nothing you have ever seen. Its okay to rise above the flames that licked and tore and seared your childhood and stuck you to your fears. Its time to shed the ashes now and dance over the remains of what once was... Its time to live inside of free and be the best you that you were born to be. I believe in you. I believe the time for loving again has come, and I start within myself. Fly beautiful girl! Sore where the flames cant touch you anymore.
I celebrate that today is forever a new day.
I sing for joy that I am new everyday and today I dare to dream.
I walk this path, I step free.

Tall

She paints her cheeks to hide the pain,
She whispers love in spite of shame
Fighting for truth, in a world, shattered in pieces
She wraps her scars in paper love
She burns and yearns,
What is this for?

I won’t back down again
I’m not broken
Anymore, I’ll keep hangin on
 
She tug of wars with weighted chains
She battles blues, wrestling, and remains
Fighting for free, in a world, battered and bruised
She unveils her face and speaks of dreams
She can’t make sense, to know it seems,
What is this for?
 
She proclaims,
I'm not broken
Anymore, I’ll keep hanging on, and on again

As this world turns me upside down
I’m not gonna let you, let me down

Anymore, world - You’re gonna find me, standing tall

She tears the tangled roots, out of her heart
She drowns the lies, with tears, transforming into art
Reclaiming joy, a masterpiece- She is someone to love
She dances strong with feet of truth

She dares to live, calling love back in, within her youth

Where pain tried to leave its mark
And grab and steal and snuff out her spark
 
I’m not broken
Anymore, world, settle your score

I’m standing tall

 



 

 

Love Remains the Same

Learning what Love is, I let the Holy Spirit teach
deep into the depths of me his tender hands reach
undoing knots within my heart His love speaks true
erasing lies while mercy restores loyalty and truth

Learning what Love is, I brave a second look
as grace unwraps old wounds where icy pain took
here in His embrace I surrender to His gaze
as steady streams wash me and secure my place

Learning what Love is, to Love I learn to cleave
sure is my path when I let true Love lead
I long to know God as His Love sets me free
no matter how I falter or how I fail to see

Learning what Love is, written deep upon my heart
this soul lives free where God's Love never falls apart
I lift my eyes as Love calls me by name,
and to Him each day I come, where Love remains the same



Where Beauty Has No End

There’s a  starlight, breaking through the midnight
Where the tree tops, are swaying in the wind
There’s  a twinkle, brightening the heavens
Where the moonlight, awakens my heart again

I’m gonna fly higher than the mountains
I’m gonna soar where beauty has no end
I’m gonna live where my soul keeps on trying
I’m gonna smile and brave the wind
Where beauty has no end
Capture my heart again

There’s a sparrow, singing in a tall tree
His red chest, is warming up the day
There’s a chorus floating on the embers

Of this heartache, burning a fire in me

I’m gonna fight for freedom not forgotten
I’m gonna dream as far as the day is long
I’m gonna lay my heart on the horizon
I’m gonna welcome your strong and mighty song
Sing beauty over me, farther than I can see
Father you set me free.



Running Wings

pondering moments as they flit passed the windows of my heart
pulse quickens as emotions take their time organising themselves
brave soul lets my mind remember as I wait for wisdom's gift
weighing the wounds and counting the blessings, I welcome journey's shift

deep throngs of chorus echo in the chamber of my being, I discover myself
I define who I am and who I am not and decide who I want to be in each now
where time serenades tiny dreams with fancy joys and they dare adorn my face
I await the woman I long to be in her completeness and her grace

each night unwraps the stars I hold as treasures in this life
calm mornings invite refreshing light I keep in tender grip
learning to unfold the barriers I have entertained within my core
I break the ties that bind me down and dare to dance once more

woven truths touch my lips as they take their first breath
unveiling myths I once believed, I learn to run again
knowing pain births refined perspective, I take another breath
and in the expanding I release the forgiveness I trust has set me free

I continue to cherish the skin I am in while wrapped in selfless gaze
my soul is stripped of pride as my heart hears beloved voice
white washing fear that has kept me lost, a clean slate abounds
I shed my shoes and dive right in where Saviour's song resounds



Creative Destination

 

Intrinsic delight finds me motionless as I think upon the advance of time and dare create a dream. Where wandering soul finds a path set and sprinkled with purpose. The inner workings of my heart bubble out and become a laugh. The sound makes me smile, right down to my toes, where light touches earth. Unfurling from within where barriers once held me back, I keep stepping forward while cherishing wisdom from journey past. Desiring hope which ignites a dance I seek truth from within and purge the emotional weights that have held me down. Discovering identity, defining the have and have-nots, the I am and am-nots.  Beginning to accept that I am worth of a precious kind, I realise I’m the prize of my present. This new knowing of who I am is the key in this victorious advance of life. It is here I realise that dreams are what keep my heart light within the trekking ahead. This refining of heart is the investment of true purpose while writing my creative destination.

Desert Dance

Desert dance is my desire
as You strip my heart with Holy fire
Unveiled faces cry Your name
as hearts beat Your rhythm drum

Welcomed in this meadow waltz
We strike our heel against the foe
Chains lose their hold- come crashing down
The freedom march has begun

Chiseled true your word is life
Defeating darkness, silencing strife
Waters calm these desert cracks
From dust and ash we rise

Thunderous shouts of victory won
as we worship the Beloved son
Whom breaks the yolk and lifts our heads
Into His arms we run- May our hearts be left undone



Sapphire Light

You wake me up as I look inward
time stands still as my heart keeps beating
tiny petals of hope unfurl their edges
as Sunshine washes in

I breathe as if for the first time
letting go and letting love win
my toes wriggle and I want to dance
I tip my head and give life a chance

A song wraps around my skin
as shame flows out and grace comes in
little pools of freeing drops
mark the path my journey has been

I dare move with power and might
remembering mercy brought me to here
where foot and heart and hands begin
humbly broken outside in

Woven under sapphire light
where eyes and mouth dare shine bright
we form a smile and let laughter out
You teach me God what joy is about

One step forward and onward still
faltering while praying 'Your will be done'
piercing thorns hold Our place
a crown for ashes- my sin erased

For a Moment with You

She's a lonely girl- lost in her silent night- wondering and hoping for the wrong to be right. Tare down her walls- break her in from the cold- her heart opens just for a moment
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We're gonna sing a song of triumph- as her tears fall down- gonna win this fight with gladness- as the Angels surround

Come on! Lift your head. Come on! Raise your hands.
Shake off the chains and Live.
Come on! Lift your eyes. Come on! raise your voice.
Just look upon His Face.
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She falls from your arms- her guard in unarmed
But she prays
Everybody know the path I've chosen
Nobody knows how to keep me open...
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Come on God! Lift her head. Come on! Raise her hands.
Shake off the cold this night.
Lift up her eyes- raise her voice
As we seek - as we Pray
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She falls from Your arms- her guard is unarmed- as her tears fall down for a moment- with you God- Just for a moment with You.

 

~Carly

 

 

 

Harbor Wave

crisp calm melts away in the whirlpool of my mind
the depths stir unquenchable fear to rise
foreboding grief approaches in one swift current
it sweeps me off my feet
torn within tight churning foam
sea green strips the life from my lungs
driven down in merciless rip tide
as bone bends my heart collides
yet I find within myself
the courage to survive