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Poetry and Prose
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Testimonies
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Step With Jesus
The Unspoken pain Released in my tears of shame Trickle down my face And in your presence you extend Me grace. I thank you Lord for the life you gave So that today I could be saved All the hurts that have been apart of my life Were buried so deeply until they were out of sight Ever since that day in January 1999 when I accepted Christ Your Holy Spirit has continually turned on the lights Pointing to things long since past That contributed to my structured house of glass Fragile and timid, as coward and shook inside Yet strong and confident to the world with effortless stride. Oh I was good and you know that was true Hmm not many people could do what I do Yeah, that was the lie I almost believed The truth has healing power and today I'm relieved I am not perfect, but freed to explore the true treasures God has in store Won't you join me and step with Jesus through his open door. By Rhonda A. |
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Cry Angel wings carrying hope into our lives Dashing out as quickly as butterflies. God knows the time, the reason, the needs Yet it feels as if the heart forever will bleed. Cutting ourselves on the jagged edges of our own broken heart Seeking solace, seeking peace this is where serenity starts. The healing, the process, of gaining His strength. Knowing in reality we will go to any length. To seek, to learn, to be, to yearn To cry to try and cry cry cry To be His completely, to know He's there To surrender our all to His loving care. The pain will soften, broken hearts do mend Only He knows who we will be in the end Jagged edges become rounded, yet scars will remain Our hearts will truly never be the same. Our Hearts are His, He will do as He must. Cradle in His loving Arms……….yes trust. shell 1/8/ 2005 |
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