Help.
Poppa, I cannot breathe.
I keep trying to be brave.
Even when all of the odds are against me.
I need your help.
Desperately,
My heart is heavy.
Please Poppa.
I’m tired, my skin hurts from all of the wounds.
Help.
Help, Breathe, I …
Tag: Spiritual warfare
Broken to see You
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.
Press Into Him
Hello Yeshua.
It’s me.
Again.
I desire more of you.
Please teach me how to press more into you.
I desire to be made whole.
I feel like there are so many pieces of me…
Missing.
As I seek you,
Earnestly,
You are here.
You will not leave me,
Because you dearly love me.
I struggle within,
Spiritual warfare?
I pray that I surrender more of myself,
To You.
And I pray that the places where I find joy,
Grow.
Being close to you,
Loving you,
My heart is syncing up to yours.
To Love others,
To Love the healing process,
To be used to help others to know you more.
I love you.
And you love me too.
Please help me to hear, see and follow your lead.
Keep holding my hand,
I’m holding yours.
Amen.
-KI
Do Not Stop, Praise Him
Do not stop, even when you face those dark scary days…keep going.
Do Not Stop praising Him.
As you navigate and keep pushing through the mud, the pain, the sorrow…
Remember that He is with you.
He is the light in the dark.
Every single step, collecting every tear.
He walks with you, you are His child, He will never leave you.
When you feel like you can’t breathe and you can’t see where to go and your anxiety is overwhelming you.
God is with you.
Praise Him for all good things come from Him.
He knows your steps, He sees the struggle and brokenness. He is the light of the world and the way, the truth and the life that we seek.
Your fears will be put to rest.
He holds you, loves you and does not ever miss a thing.
In the whispers, He is there.
In the screaming, He is there.
In the anguish, He is there.
He loves you.
He will never abandon you.
You are not alone.
Praise Him.
In Brokenness, Walk it out with Him
As I learn to Listen to God, I am reminded that He ultimately desires that I simply obey.
Obedience always seems like a place where I just want to run away or rebel against it. To just have what I want without working through the hard, damnable, life-draining muck. Who really wants to work through the stuff that hurts so much that no one knows the pain, but Him?
He knows.
He cares.
He loves unconditionally.
Jesus…
Do you see me? Can I trust you?
There is this abysmal place inside that I protect…the last pieces of my heart…what is left of it anyway. I don’t even think it is a heart most days. A vast place where pieces drift here and there.
Deep Breath
Years ago… it was shattered into a million pieces. Those pieces of pieces of pieces are missing to me. Lost, stolen, taken, hijacked without consent.
Dare I say that I believe that Jesus can rebuild my heart and make it new…
He heals the brokenhearted and bandages their wounds.
Psalms 147:3 CSB
To Obey… Dear Jesus… I’m trying to trust and let go!
I must not just hear, but obey. He fights for me!
To surrender everything and lay all of it at your feet!
For me, the hardest pieces are accepting everything that has happened, acknowledging that I cannot fix all of it on my own, trusting that you are big enough and strong enough to hold onto me as the serious heart surgery must be done.
Stop Running Away!
He extends His arms…
He is patiently waiting for me to run to Him and obey.
Peace can only come after obedience.
Our Lord is great, vast in power; His understanding is infinite.
Psalms 147:5 CSB
Praying…
I seek you. I want you.
Please help me to feel safe.
Krysten.Ivey 