Out of the Shadows

As you lean into life’s depth,
Realizing you are still in the shallows,
There is no need for a deep breath.
Your emptiness is trapped in the shadows.

Our lives keep us busy,
Missing connections with family and friend,
Trying to stay balanced while dizzy,
Looking under control, but it’s just pretend.

Each person, each season, each moment,
My beloved, your crown of life is precious.
Prayerfully, each has received His atonement.
That freedom is completely cherished.

A message arrives with bad news.
My heart desires to know:
Was Jesus chosen or refused?
That heaviness of not knowing where they will go.

Give your heart, stay on guard,
With the Holy Spirit in the lead.
By His armor, you are the vanguard,
The first to share and show you are freed.

Into The Father’s Hands

Into the Father’s hands

We know the words that were spoken
Jesus cried them out through the pain
He is the Messiah, now words that are broken
Just another on the cross Crucified with bloodstain

Jesus lived through our greatest Fear
My God, My God, Why have you forsaken me
No one could know the temple veil was about to tear
And His last breath would set us all free for eternity

He would endure all our trespasses
Every sin committed then, now and to come
I cannot imagine carrying the burden of the masses
He did it knowing that death would succumb

The prophecy showed itself to be true
It is finished, Jesus says for all to hear
The ground trembled as the soldier’s spear withdrew
Little did the Devil know that Christ would reappear

Father, into your hands, my spirit I commit
His last breath must have silenced all the lands
His earthly soul ascending because he chose to submit
All of who He is, The Christ, for us, In His Fathers Hands

Soul Healing

SOUL HEALING

There are so many of my days
My stress burdens my soul
I numb it in so many ways
Yet none of the ways console

It took a journey far an away
At first I thought it was a feeling
Then sitting with Jesus I prayed
Realizing this was my Soul Healing

Stress does not reset everyday
it builds and builds when ignored
Believing, maybe I could run away
Jesus, pleading, my son you are adored

I began to sit quietly and still
The Holy Spirit began his embrace
Reminding me not mine but His Will
and by His Blood I am covered by his Grace

What an amazing divine revelation
So Powerful and more than a feeling
We are his most Beloved in all His creation
This encounter was indeed my soul healing