Spirit Lead

From the dark places,

The places that really hurt,

Stop staring at me,

I just want to hide,

But He has called me,

To step out of the darkness,

Into the light.

My skin hurts,

Do I still have a heart?

To numb, I try, but it doesn’t work.

The truth is that,

He loves me,

He loves me,

He loves me,

He loves me.

Even when I feel like He is so far away,

I try to push Him away,

He never stops working.

He knows me,

Even when I don’t know myself.

He’ll always be by my side.

Thank you.

Thank you even when I don’t get it.

I lay my head on your chest.

Please cover me.

You find me, right here, right now.

Peace Be Still.

Intimacy

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.

Waymaker

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.

Swing Still

Blank stare,

Emotions collide,

Cannot breathe,

Need to breathe,

Is this real?

Does it matter?

Who cares?

He cares about everything,

Trying to dig deeper,

He gathers the missing pieces,

Trying to produce sound,

He holds my hand,

I need someone to walk with us,

Praying and walking with Him,

Please listen and feel with me,

Help me to see Him,

So that I can be made whole.

I’m so tired of being broken,

So tired of the shame,

Just….breathe….

Stop shaking.

He is here.

I am 2 years old.

Be still and Swing.

Speak Up

I woke up this morning in a box of shame,

I had nightmares again.

Will they ever stop?

And why is it that I never fight hard enough to get away?

And why do I always hear those words?

“Beautiful girl, come”.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Jesus, help.

Please teach me to speak up and fight.

KI