People say…
Merry Christmas!
Happy Holidays!
Seasons Greetings!
Be Merry!
Thanksmas!
Truth be told…
I just want to hear…
Happy Birthday Jesus over all of the banter.
My heart, my mind, my soul…
Craves Him.
I feel…
The ebb and flow of the shiver between Dark and Light…
I feel…
The warmth, the glow, the comfort that can only be found in Him…
I want that this December.
So, Yes, Be Merry…
But be true and authentic.
(((HUGS))
– KI ❄
In the beginning, even if you don’t really know where that starts…
You feel as if the whole world is on top of you and all sights and sounds bombard your senses.
You can’t breathe.
You shut your eyes tightly, Pull your knees to your chest and Cover your ears.
Stop, just stop.
Can anyone see me?
Inviting someone… anyone into this space is to be used with caution. You do not want to be hurt anymore.
The desire is to flourish to be accepted for who you are, to be loved unconditionally and to make the biggest splash that you can…and to love others, to point them to…
Jesus
We desire a higher calling, a higher purpose, a place to belong and a place to call home.
Home… that is not here, but there are pieces here and there. People who embody and bear much fruit.
Even in those darkest moments, those places where you can’t breathe, He is there.
Learning to listen, to grow, to continually seek Him. It is the key to shutting out the lies and for finding victory.
Stop listening to the lies!
I am a sheep and He is the Good Shepherd.
He is your and my Pappa.
He longs for us to abandon all ties to this world and to follow Him.
To empty ourselves, so that He can come in and restore those broken places. To turn the jaggedness to a beautiful masterpiece.
When you feel trapped, alone, in the corner, in that dark place…He is there.
Breathe. Inhale…1…2…3…4…hold…1…2…Exhale…3…4…5…6…7…8.
Is it easy? No, but it is not meant to be easy. Our heavenly home is not here on this earth. We are citizens of Heaven.
Put on that armor of the Lord…
And remember He is with you…
Every single step of the journey.
Breathe.
He is the chain breaker,
The Mighty Warrior!
He encompasses the deepest love that is unconditional.
He always listens to you,
He certainly cares about everything that you do.
He celebrates with you when you follow His word and when you allow Him to mend the messed up places that only He can fix.
In the mending, keep drawing close to Him.
Each day, a new start, take a deep breath!
For those He adds as companions on the journey, love and care for them too.
He is restoring and building up all of His children who seek Him.
He is a wonderful Pappa.
Let’s take the time to let Him love us even when we may not understand love.
Being made whole, in Him… is on His timetable, not ours.
Be patient child.
Keep climbing and looking up.
Keep your heart open and don’t build walls.
Keep taking the time to stop and smile.
He loves you more than you know.
He really does.
You can keep going,
Because He who is in you,
Is bigger than he who is in the world!
Shivering,
Shaking,
I’m tired of running,
From You.
Why do I Run?
Empty
….But God, there is Hope
Confused
….But God, there is Understanding
Anger
….But God, there is Freedom
Staring into the darkness,
He beckons in the bright light,
Where did the flowers go?
Why does the warmth from the sun fade?
It is He who is strong enough to help,
To listen, comfort, strengthen, love…
To love you…
Even if you decide to run,
To let go, to jump, to lose yourself.
It is here…
At the end of myself,
I find you.
When I cannot breathe,
I find you.
The fighting and deep whimpers,
Learning to grasp the next line by speaking life!
I am not alone, for you are with me.
Pappa, Jesus…
Might I just say,
I’m still seeking You.
The storm inside collides
Prickly Pear
The feelings are multifaceted
Shades of Gray
Feeling Raw
Exposed
I cannot hide behind the facade
The mask that I’m so accustomed to
I just can’t
Every inch of my body is screaming
Stinging
Yelling at me and at everything around me
The storm
It swirls around.
I cannot move.
Whoosh…thorns, claws…whoosh!
Swallowing me whole
I cannot breathe
The back of my neck is tense
My lungs do not want to cooperate
Come On Baby, Breathe
The tears that wait at bay
The deep searing ache in your chest
Every single sound hurts my ears and head
Stop Talking
Stop caring
Stop it!
Come On Baby, Breathe
The med train keeps rolling
Even though at times it doesn’t help
At All
Arms heavy with guilt, shame, fear…
Perspiration dots my forehead,
I feel alone even in a public space
I need to scream
I dont know how, it will not come out!
Stop, Stop, Stop
Do Not Love Me
I Do Not Deserve it
Come On Baby, Breathe.
It is hard when you feel like you just keep treading water without a shore to bring hope…
There is a hand reaching with such transparent power and might…
His grip clenches my wrist as I am sinking…
I cannot breathe.
I don’t want to breathe.
Come On Baby, Breathe…
Tears drench His face, the love in His forever eyes.
He loves me deeply.
He will never give up on me and He is there.
As He pulls and quickly envelops me in His wings…
The warmth
The quickened heartbeat
The concerned brow
The countenance of unconditional love
Freedom can only be found in Him.
Come On Baby, He’s Got you, Breathe.
Krysten.Ivey 