Fire in the hole

That loud sound,

It vibrates throughout your body,

Shaking uncontrollably,

Is He here?

The plateau of tomorrow,

Daisies and butterflies,

If only, to smile,

To climb,

To strip the talons off,

Because I’m getting out of this hell,

One breath, Each step with Him,

Damn it. Keep going. Don’t stop.

I can’t breathe…

There’s fire in the hole.

Worn Refreshed

Tink, tink, think, tink…

Scratch, scratch, scratch…

Burrowing, wet, cold, dank dark…

Whisps of air skips across my face…

Vulnerability.

Allowing Poppa in this place,

To be with me.

The journey through inpatient care,

To find that He doesn’t run away,

Rather He is the light in the darkness.

The only way to get out of this space…

The dirty dungeon and the grim,

Is to walk, to grow in that space to step into the light and walk with Him.

He is so proud of me and you,

To be brave, to trust Him, to say Poppa,

I love you very much.

I am not alone after this retreat.

You are here with me,

To continue the adventure ahead.

To be vulnerable as stated before.

This is a place of recovery and healing.

Don’t be afraid little girl…

Talitha koum!

Covered with His feathers is where I remain.

Much love to you as well.

Breathe.

Certainly New Beginnings

Uncertainly certain, can that be possible?

Raw emotions without regulation.

Help Poppa.

Being in a vulnerable place,

Where it feels like chaos reigns,

On the inside and outside.

I have hope Poppa, that we can do this,

Together.

Body being turned inside out.

Facing the compartments of feels.

There is life on the other side.

New beginnings are ahead.

With you by my side,

Your majestic light covers me like a cocoon,

Poppa I love you and need you,

To breathe, To be free, To fulfill my calling.

It is you who is perfect peace,

And it is only in you that I can find hope.

Thank you so much for circling me with supportive butterflies,

I am grateful and I am seeking you!

Into the Light Little One

Sometimes the heart gets really heavy,

Isolation makes it worse,

Open up little one,

Open up.

The enemy wants me to keep hiding.

Poppa wants me to come into the light.

I’m frightened.

I close my eyes,

Trying to breathe,

In my soft voice, I yearn for Him.

Dear Poppa, I need you here in this place.

Please meet me here,

Help me to shake off the layers of darkness,

And be made new, pure and clean.

I am so tired of being covered in filth,

Covered by the wounds from my past.

The time is now.

You are knocking,

Please Jesus, Poppa…

Please meet me here.

One foot forward, two steps forward,

My hand grabs for your extended hand.

I am safe with you.

I am safe with you.

I am safe with you.

You are with me.

You are not going anywhere.

Poppa, your light is so very bright.

Please walk with me and help me to walk out of the darkness into the light.

Whirlwind to Peace

The whirlwind,

Can you feel it?

The beating of your anxious heart,

Your chest tightening,

That feeling that creeps up from your belly to the top of your esophagus…

I can’t breathe.

My ears are warm and my eyes are wide open…

Hurry close them!

I spend so much time stuck in my head,

I’m reaching and asking Him to meet me here,

Hand in Hand,

Here I am Poppa,

Is it okay to cling to you in the darkness,

When the scary stuff creeps in?

My eyes are closed,

Am I safe?

You are here,

Let’s ride the waves together,

Struggling to find that gentle, calm space,

You are leading the way.

Walking side by side is where I want to be,

You are delighted in me,

You see more than I see,

The journey ahead is…

A hop, skip and a jump.

To play, to grow, to live and to love.

New adventures are coming,

Though I am scared,

I seek you.

On shaky ground,

I seek you.

Help me please,

To find peace in your presence.