My mind paces, my body races, I feel agitated through to my bones, but God embraces, and simply says, "hold on here, your faith will lift you out". My faith lifts me out of the mud and mire, lifts me out of the shackles holding on to my feet. He sets me on solid ground,... Continue Reading →
this is one of my favourite poems that I have written and I feel it is appropriate for what I am going through now. Being pressed on all sides – I will come through this time, I will be further refined.
Dust off the old, drink the new wine. Stretch out your tent pegs, you are cultivated and refined.
Refined in the fire, the blaze of glory; the kiln turns the clay into the everlasting story.
It comes out shining, glazed and pure. It comes out so much better than ever before.
The fire purges your heart inside out. It’s OK to be pressed so that new rivers can flow, no drought.
The milk inside a coconut is worth cracking for. The honey from the bee’s is tasting sweeter than before.
The dessert days are over, its time to fly on eagles wings. Its time to climb out of the valleys and let love sing and sing.
Sing from the mountains, the roof tops, the heights. It’s the greatest joy you have ever known deep down inside.
He loves you with an outrageous love, a reckless unending devotion. He gave His…
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Churned up and tense, my hands shake like I touched an electric fence. My head fobs with 'what if's?' and "if only's". My mind a whirl of confusion and melancholy. I can't see beyond being here, sectioned and imprisoned, my fears entrench this fatality deep inside, I am lost here, forever closed in by wire. But... Continue Reading →
Tied up and twisted, in chains and turmoil. "My life not my own" echoes through the corridors and walls. I am trapped and imprisoned, persecuted for the state of my mind. Punishment is given at each sign of weakness, each set back displayed causes a regressive rewind. Restrictions and limitations, stepping forward and leaping back.... Continue Reading →
Breathe, even when your own breath strangles you and the cords of destruction trap your trachea, keep breathing. Walk, even when you feel like you are walking through mud and mire, treading on glass, keep walking. Laugh, even when the tears are falling and your heart is heavy, remember your joy. Dance, even when you... Continue Reading →
My feet walk this world that seems broken, many lost and looking for love. I know the one that has spoken, and He sends out His peaceful dove. His love can heal a thousand wounds, cover a multitude of disgraces. He stands to defend you now, the truth is - He already paid it! My... Continue Reading →