Change me

Change me Remove any shackles that bound me Many I’m unable to see Change me Rescue me from me Mend my heart and mind Transform my perspective Change me Remind me of who you’ve destined me to be Those expectations, set me free Save me from how I’d like it to be Replace it withContinue reading “Change me”

Trusting

Pain in the past and can’t say it once more Prayed and sought the key to the door The same old story again retold Over and over, this saga is old Sending up psalms and laments that ring true Pouring it out and down to the core for you Open and communicating what’s planted inContinue reading “Trusting”

Write when…

Write when it hurts Write when you’re trying to heal Write when you’d rather cry At least you gave writing a try Write when nothing else can be done Write when you sit and view the sun Write when your body just can’t take anymore Write to make peace and settle the score Write whenContinue reading “Write when…”

Grieve

Give grief an inch and sometimes it’ll take a marathon. Grief works itself through each of us differently. The key is not to fight but allow it to flow. I woke up with the question on my mind: Did you mourn? Did… you… mourn? Usually, I didn’t. The reality of what occurred or was occurringContinue reading “Grieve”

11-11… 1 am stirrings

Prayers weaved from my soul Outstretched, humble, expectant and vulnerable Seeking, even to simply graze a glimpse Suffering and a love amplified Grateful for the sacrifice of restoring life when you died Worshipping in love because I know you’re King Almighty, fill my vessel. Restore me again

Love’s business

Love and business cross my mind more than I care to admit. However, at 4:27 am this morning, this is what is flowing. Love, for me, is my soul’s product. A priceless and spiritual journey. It’s not marketed but lived as a constantly changing orchestra of all that breathes into my spirit. Like the sun,Continue reading “Love’s business”

4:40 am

The unexplained heaviness has eased its burdens. Movement but not chaotic. Something is nearing, not sure what. The slow ticking of the nearby clock makes music with the soft buzz of the refrigerator. Each sip brings more focus and warmth. Today. Mindful. Prayerful. Intentioned. Tomorrow won’t be like today, even in the same spaces. HigherContinue reading “4:40 am”