Poetry

Covered

Nothing can take me from You

No sin too great

No fall too far

No heart too broken

You’ve covered it all. 💗

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Poetry

Heaven’s Power

He’s the hope for the broken

The light in the dark

Our sight 

when we can no longer see 

where we are

He’s the producer of miracles

The way out of our storms

Bringing heaven’s power

To our fading earthly forms

Revelation 19: 11-13, 16

I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and wages war. His eyes are like blazing fire, and on his head are many crowns. He has a name written on him that no one knows but he himself. He is dressed in a robe dipped in blood, and his name is the Word of God. …. On his robe and on his thigh he has this name written:
KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS.

Poetry

His Name

Seek purity

Rest in His security

You won’t be put to shame

If You trust in His good name

Psalm 22:5
To you they cried out and were saved; in you they trusted and were not put to shame.
Psalm 71:1-3
In you, Lord, I have taken refuge; let me never be put to shame. In your righteousness, rescue me and deliver me; turn your ear to me and save me. Be my rock of refuge, to which I can always go;

Poetry

My Faith

I can tell you what I believeBut cannot prove to you it’s true

I can rest in my beliefs in peace

And not expect you to believe them too
Because I’m still trying to figure it out

Day after day, year after year

And I still have questions and doubts

About all that I’m learning here
I can tell you I believe in a Creator

One that everything makes sense to

I believe He made me and knows me

And He wants me to know Him too
I believe in my moments of failure

He’s the only safe place to run

And when He saw my chosen path

He rescued me with His Son
I believe He pulls life together

Gives me significance and a place

I believe He holds all power

Yet is humble and full of grace
I believe He reveals just pieces

Letting me see just what I need

Until one day He’ll reveal it all

And by my faith in Him, I’ll be free

Poetry

Son of Man

He came to me again  

He showed me His hand

in the things I’ve been experiencing

He helped me understand  

He loves, He frees,

He relentlessly loves.

He heals me

He is bound to no man.  He is subject to no law.  

He destroys boundaries, He is above it all.  

Revelation 1:14-18

The hair on his head was white like wool, as white as snow, and his eyes were like blazing fire. His feet were like bronze glowing in a furnace, and his voice was like the sound of rushing waters. In his right hand he held seven stars, and coming out of his mouth was a sharp, double-edged sword. His face was like the sun shining in all its brilliance. When I saw him, I fell at his feet as though dead. Then he placed his right hand on me and said: “Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last. I am the Living One; I was dead, and now look, I am alive for ever and ever! And I hold the keys of death and Hades.”

Poetry

Give Him Praise

The good news is things have been going pretty well lately.  There’s no chaos, drama or pain.  The bad news is I do most of my writing during difficult seasons.  😉  Soooo, I’m going to re-post a few oldies while I re-kindle my inspiration.  🙂

Should there be any comfort in Christ

By His blood, should we be saved.

Should His arms ever hold us tight,

Then let us give Him praise.

 

Should our failures ever meet His grace

Should our tears be wiped away

Should our hope be restored again

Then let us give Him praise.

 

Should our lives reflect His name

Should we be rescued from our shame

Should He speak to our hearts each day,

Then Let us give Him praise.