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Love, Jumbled and a Tug

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Life’s Purpose can be such a tug of war.

Lean into Him,

The push, the pull, the dark, the fire.

Lean into Him,

He Loves You.

He Loves You.

He Loves You.

He Loves You.

To learn and understand the truth,

Poppa is there.

Deep breath.

My heart, so heavy and broken.

Lean into Him.

Grief stricken,

Life’s trenches, hilltops and valleys,

Jumbled, Tangled web of emotions,

The past still burns and aches deeply,

But He is there.

…He is there.

Poppa is there.

In His timing,

If I allow and ask,

He will weave and pour gold over those deep hurts.

Don’t run away,

Little girl, He loves you so much.

He wants to go jump and play,

And He wants to make you new.

Speak up, Speak Life, Learn Truth and run to Him…even if you can’t catch your breath.

Keep going,

You’ll have friends & teachers along the way,

To share the Love of Him with you too.

You are Not Alone.

You hear me?

Dear little one, look up and see,

He’s got your heart on His sleeve.

Love, Jumbled and a Tug,

This is where you will draw closer to Him.

Be brave, dig in, He is with You.

Lean into Him.

Sometimes

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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.

Adventure

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That feeling…

The wind swirls around your face,

You feel really warm inside,

A smile creeps on your face,

Can this really be joy coming back?

Some days appear to be dirty stained glass,

Where the pain seems it will never leave,

The room of many doors,

To open when He calls,

When He takes you by the hand,

You can only do it with Him.

The adventure is what you make it.

Will you or I simply cower in the corner,

Or walk with the one who adores us?

Poppa, you simply make the journey survivable…

Without you, I cannot breathe,

But with you,

In the healing and waves of emotion,

You gather me in your arms of love.

And together, we can walk out this adventure.

One step, two steps at a time,

Laughing together,

Holding hands,

Pressing in,

Covered by your love,

My hope is in you.

Desolation

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What is love?

Unconditional love?

Jesus, I reach to you

I feel alone,

I feel angry,

I feel deeply hurt.

Those places where the crows fly,

The dust swirls,

The sun blocked by the polluted atmosphere,

I am thirsty, I am hungry, I struggle to breathe,

My hope is in you,

Please help me to get this pain out,

To release it all to you,

To trust you.

Dear Poppa, I need you close.

The beckoning

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Even in the turmoil,

Of the dark desolate place,

There is hope,

A light so bright,

That it beckons,

As if to extend warmth,

A hand,

A smile,

Silly me I must have forgotten my manners,

My furrowed brow says No,

My soul says yes,

My heart is healing slowly.

The truth,

Hope is rising,

More everyday,

To come alongside, Thank you,

My feet are worn and bloody,

My eyes are aching,

But there is hope,

He died for me,

He chose me,

He adopted me,

He is lifting my heart and my head.

He brings restoration,

He brings redemption,

But I struggle,

And He knows,

I squirm and throw a fit,

Because healing hurts,

And I’d rather not feel,

But feeling can only lead to understanding,

His compassion,

His love,

His Grace.

So, I lean into Him,

A little more each day.

May the lies stop hindering my steps.

Will you comfort me as I heal?

I would like that Jesus.