Category: Princess Warrior

Sometimes

Krysten.Ivey1 Comment

The chiming of the bell,

The alarm that wakes you to the core,

Tick, Tock goes the clock,

Am I too late?

To snip and suture the wound?

I need the Almighty Surgeon and Healer.

To put the pieces back together…..

To help me to be whole.

Sometimes I cry,

Sometimes I pray,

Sometimes I reach my hands to the sky,

And sometimes I feel afraid.

To feel, is okay.

But to remain in the depths of despair,

That mindset needs a reset,

Hold on tight, deep breath, bosom to the floor with hands clasped gently together.

He will meet you there.

He is always with you, always.

That hope that resonates to the core,

I keep repeating… He is Here…

He knows that I’m drowning…

He holds the vine…

Reach out, it is within sight,

Jump and take flight.

He’s got you,

He knows your brokenness,

He knows your desires to be made whole.

Numb

He is there.

Maybe that is where I’m supposed to be?

I need to be held,

Because I’m falling apart.

Deep breath.

Listen.

He loves you and I.

To be whole.

Intimacy

Krysten.Ivey1 Comment

Finding the right words to say…

Often they sit softly on your lips…

Are they the right words?

Will they ever be?

The truth.

I am a Child of the King,

A princess.

He desires for an intimate relationship.

A relationship where there is freedom from insecurity and inadequacy because He makes you whole in Him.

Fighting for that spiritual intimacy that only He can bring…

Why am I fighting?

He is already here,

He is waiting and always ready to listen,

He cares about me,

Ever so deeply.

Keep seeking Him,

You can do it, He is right by your side.

Hand in hand,

We can run, skip, jump and walk with Him.

He’s even there in the silence.

He is there in the struggle,

Focus.

Be Brave and Trust Him,

He freaking loves you so much.

Keep Going

Krysten.Ivey

Swaying,

Exhausted,

My emotions toss about inside,

I was frozen,

I thought, I thought I saw him,

I didn’t know what to do,

Tears with embarrassment,

Shame,

Just breathe, Just breathe,

The moment of fear overwhelmed me,

My heart,

Dear Jesus,

Cover me in your wings,

I seek refuge and tenderness,

Your hands,

Your love,

Your eyes,

My hope,

Is in you.

Leaning into you more every day.

Just Breathe.

My eyes on you.

Amen.

Waymaker

Krysten.Ivey1 Comment

Sometimes I do wonder if I am…

Making the right choices

Dotting the I and crossing the T

Steping forward or backward

Swimming or treading or drowning

Aware or delusional

Happy or Sad

Strong or weak

Breathing or holding my breath

That uneasy feeling in my stomach scares me and I tend to doubt

I want to trust Him more,

Rest in His arms more,

Stop running and hiding from Him,

Inhale: One…Two…Three…Four…

Hold: One…Two…Three…Four…

Exhale: One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…

You’ve got this!

He’s got you!

He is worthy!

He is the way maker…and promise keeper.

Peeking around I see,

His gentle face and outstretched hand,

The sun, the water, the breeze,

Let’s go dance in the flowers!

He says…

We will get there,

Trust me, my beautiful child.

Trying my best Pappa.

Eyes, ears and heart… open up please.

Broken to see You

Krysten.Ivey5 Comments

Peace.

Breathe.

Open my eyes to see you.

Today was a hard day, Jesus.

Really hard.

I started the morning at your feet,

I asked the Holy Spirit to move,

I was playful and excited about the day,

I loved the beautiful sunrise,

It was so colorful,

Like a painting that I can only aspire to ever create,

God, sometimes I need things to slow down,

Just a little bit.

Today, I arrived safely to work,

I walked in with a big smile and I love saying good morning and let’s do this!

Then, the dark clouds come.

I keep praying,

I panic,

My friend prayed with urgency for me,

And as I pondered big questions,

The warfare only got bigger and bigger,

I wanted everything to stop,

The warfare was swallowing me,

Then I broke,

I started crying,

Ugly Tears,

My heart,

Hurt,

I couldn’t stop crying,

Even in the storm, I could see you,

But all I could do was cry.

I used to be able to be a fortress, no tears, tough, nothing got to me,

Then life happened, ugly things happened,

I broke,

I found you,

Learning to start from the beginning,

To learn how to cope and feel safe,

My hope is only in You.

I’m struggling Jesus.

I am who you say I am,

Not what the world says in their anger,

I pray to find rest and peace with you as I continue to find true freedom.

Breathe

Just Breathe

I desire to grow in you and be who you created me to be.

Broken to freedom,

Amen.