....Is filled with moments of "here and there", "sweet and sour", "hot and cold",i guess we all find ourselves in this place sometimes, but somehow, in this place, i find that i'm mostly silent, and in my silence, i find the grace to come through...i always come through....hmmm, to be held by grace, its such a beautiful thing, i lie in my bed and sometimes, i sing, sometimes, i just reflect..i shamelessly let go, the anger, the tears, the overflow of whatever feeling wells up inside of me and then i feel like i'm held and soothed, comforted and assured.
Its in the feeling of quiet that surrounds my heart, its in the timely phone call, its in the scripture that comes to mind...Its simply His unwavering love for me
Anyways, my thoughts are a bit jumbled...i wrote this sometime today, i needed to speak to fears, doubts, frustration and discouragements...so i did, in my own way
There you are, once again,
Strutting in with your swagger so vain
Once again hoping to cause me some pain
But hear this; your plans will bring no gain
I feel the tear drops course down my face
Within the silent retreat of this place
Locked within Grace’s firm embrace
I turn to stare you in the face
I feel the sting, right where you struck
My heavy heart, she joins in your mock.
The clock comforts with its tick tock
Few minutes left for the crowing cock.
I rise so tall, I rise real sure
With charm and poise, I’m so assured
Don’t hear your bragging chants no more
Your subtle now, not like before
So yes, sometimes with you I struggle
My weary feet, sometimes may stumble
But when they fail, that’s when I fly
To heights unknown, I glide on high