Worn Refreshed

Tink, tink, think, tink…

Scratch, scratch, scratch…

Burrowing, wet, cold, dank dark…

Whisps of air skips across my face…

Vulnerability.

Allowing Poppa in this place,

To be with me.

The journey through inpatient care,

To find that He doesn’t run away,

Rather He is the light in the darkness.

The only way to get out of this space…

The dirty dungeon and the grim,

Is to walk, to grow in that space to step into the light and walk with Him.

He is so proud of me and you,

To be brave, to trust Him, to say Poppa,

I love you very much.

I am not alone after this retreat.

You are here with me,

To continue the adventure ahead.

To be vulnerable as stated before.

This is a place of recovery and healing.

Don’t be afraid little girl…

Talitha koum!

Covered with His feathers is where I remain.

Much love to you as well.

Breathe.

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