Summer. Warm night. Dinner and a Movie night. Fun night. Friend night. Date night.
Wicked night. Painful night. Broken night. Shattered night. Dark night. Winter forever.
The Past, God is healing the wounds.
Words are just words are just words…are just words. NO, is a freaking two letter word.
Not, Loud enough? Does it mean anything?
Does God hear me when I am hurting and healing?
Eyes Open, Eyes Close… Eyelashes flutter… Keep Them Shut!
Inhale, Exhale, Deep Breath…I can’t Breathe!
Did God intend for this to happen?
Is my Heart beating? Am I alive or am I dead?
Life can only be found in Jesus, Right?
This cannot be happening. This cannot be happening. This cannot be happening. This cannot be happening. Is this really happening? Really Happening???
I lost myself, I want to Trust you, Jesus.
No, it can’t be.
This cannot happen to me.
Jesus, do you really care about me that much? To find me?
That face, stone cold face, full of anger face, rage face, everything wrong in that face!
I don’t understand. Hurt people, Hurt people?
I am no longer here, I am hiding in the depths, A place I cannot escape, In the dungeon. Little did I know that I would begin to feel safer in the dark, protecting what was left of me…but there was nothing worth protecting, nothing beautiful, nothing pure, nothing.
Do you restore everything? I want to run with you in the beautiful flowers.
Learning to be Spirit-filled.
It hurts to heal, but there is Freedom I am told on the other side.
To the petals in the wind… I am seeking Him & will only find true Freedom in Him.