Sleep Baby Sleep

I wake up at 2am every morning…

Is it fear? Is it anxiety? Is it that dark place that holds the pain?

Eyes burst open, heart racing, I can’t breathe due to fear and being afraid… I grab the top sheet and throw it over my head.

Hide, run, can I be made whole? Truly whole again one day?

Rest, Baby Girl, He has you, as my mentor would say.

STOP! THINK!

He is who He says He is…

I am learning.

To trust, To surrender, To be Free.

Sleep, Baby, Sleep.

He is…The Good Shepherd & The True Vine.

Rest In Him.

War Face

War Face

When you get up in the morning, do you put on your game face or your war face?

I find myself getting up each day to fight the battles inside myself and the outside world…

I choose my War Face.

What does it look like?

Strong, Fierce, Brave, Courageous, Bold, Unwavering…

A Face of many emotions and many colors all blending together to be a Warrior Song!

Eyes!  Yes, the window to the soul.  They tell the story of the journey that the warrior has been on and continues to face each and every day…every moment in time.

Tears that have come and gone…and those that remain…each one tells a story.

Furrowed brow and the deep colors of the warrior’s war paint.

Spiritual Warfare is Real, it is a never-ending battle, always flowing, with many turns, peaks and valleys.

The real question is… do you battle alone or do you go to war with purpose, hope and strength that can only come from the source of all life?

I seek Him.

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