Watch My Tears Form

My heart has been expanded, Lord. 

My heart has gained another’s words, 

from the sweet Presence 

of Your life within them. 

Oh, work these life-given thoughts 

into tangible places 

so they live forever. 

Show up in my soul 

time and time again 

for a walk of plenty 

for myself and others. 

The gift 

of finding such powerful 

life events in friendships 

and sisterhood, 

stack up to be heart expansions. 

Today has love doubled over 

and pushing for spaces 

to fill with its goodness. 

Allow, oh Holy Spirit, 

my world to be inviting. 

See me seeking. 

Find me believing 

and trusting for more. 

Watch my tears form 

and read them 

as a heart after God’s way, 

not my own. 

The surrender of misunderstanding, 

heartaches, confusion, 

bleeding wounds that scream 

of pain; 

I give permission 

to heal 

from a safe place of praise. 

Where Your arms are mighty 

and carry far more remedies 

than could ever hold us back.  

Praise... 

the escape of healing 

for past, present, and future.  

By His Blood, the Lamb 

and the words of my testimony. 

By the wonders 

of being around His Throne 

of Grace and Mercy. 

By the goodness 

of His disciplined life 

within me. 

Breathing slowly 

and with intentions; 

saving each second 

as memories 

of being with God almighty. 

Standing on this Rock, 

solid. 

Building upon this Rock, 

solid. 

Singing only from this Rock, 

solid. 

My soul rises 

to meet the dance 

of cloudless Son-Shine. 

My eyes closed 

and yet sight becomes clearer 

then seeing this world only; 

now, I see beyond, 

and into Love’s fabric 

clothing the naked and wounded. 

The four walls 

that tried to trick me 

into believing it was safety, 

fall. 

I now find freedom 

and excitedly float 

with its Wind 

that tosses me about 

in free-style abundance. 

I am saved and healed 

by His Mind...

renewed to the touching 

of His Father’s connection, 

rather than accepting 

the prince of this world’s 

treasures offered.

I follow His steps. 

I follow His trusting 

through the pain. 

I follow the joy.

I follow His Words. 

I follow Him!

His Name is Jesus.