You keep giving until there is nothing left,
You fight your demons until you drag,
You tell yourself you are okay every day,
Deep inside the box, the broken things spill,
Deep inside your childlike faith is choking,
Deep inside your emotions collide,
He is There!
He is meeting you in the storm!
He is not afraid of the messiness inside!
You feel alone,
You feel exhausted,
You feel like giving up,
The Tears Fall…
Wet on my cheeks,
Down my face to my shirt,
No! My hands fly to my face.
Stop the ugly tears, just stop, stop!
My heart quickens,
My breathing… panting,
My eyes burn with pain and anger.
I rock back and forth,
I start wondering if He is really there,
I am determined to seek Him.
In the darkest corners of what’s left of my heart, I want Him, I need Him more. Surrendering the deepest hurts and trusting Him is so important in building faith. My heavenly Father who is a Mighty Warrior…who Loves me…who died for me.
I am fearfully and wonderfully made,
I am the daughter of the Mighty King,
I am loved, accepted and chosen.
I am His.
To my knees, I pray.
To my Father, I speak softly with reverence.
To my feelings, I say…Not today Satan!
The Tears Fall.
Jesus, I need you.
Jesus, please hold me.
Jesus, I cannot face this alone.
Jesus, please help me to cling to you.
His hand is extended….
He’s waiting for you.
He’s got you baby girl.
He’s got you in His arms.
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