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When I am anxious
I think of You
My mouth speaks of Your Name
My heart yearns to sing for You
You are my mind’s delight
My sigh of relief
The shoulder I rest upon
The hand that keeps me steady

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There will come a time when everything seems like a mistake

A puzzle piece that misfits

A shattered glass that can’t be put back together

 

With all around you spinning round and round

Regrets come and pull out of you

Questions that were yesterday’s answer

On what you did

On that day

In that moment

It was perfect

It was meant for you

 

If it weren’t for yesterday, you wouldn’t be here today, would you?

Maybe if you weren’t back there then you could have arrived

 

Please don’t tell her it was a mistake

If it were

May the crossroads lead her to the right path

 

Please tell her that where she’s standing is where she should be now

May this be a portion of her great joy ahead

08-01-’16

1st of August 2016 | Monday

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What I wanted was a spare life. Even if it’s just that. Yet You gave me a life to the full, a life giving out what it can and what I thought it can’t possibly give.

The rhythm of Your heart was too fast ringing through my ears, too wild to be restrained, too hard for me to comprehend. I placed my palms on the sides of my ears, feet pacing to and fro. But the sound I thought I regret hearing became the song of my mouth. I didn’t know what to say nor do. Babbles of a little child You heard from me but you laughed softly in delight, looked me in the eyes, and told me ‘It’s alright’. Taking hold of my hands, You placed it on your chest. Every beat, every pound, loud and hard, heavy yet steady.  You took me into Your light, revealed to me Your Words, drawn me to Your heart.

And I admit it was a beauty to see, sweet to smell and luscious to taste.

“For you my beloved, to you this I dedicate. My mind doesn’t rest thinking of you and my heart alive forever to keep beating for you.

From prattling and crawling then to singing and running. Patient You were in pursuing in the midst of my hiding. You gave me not a piece, not a leftover nor a part but You gave to me completely, entirely, fully Yourself.

I thank You and I love You.

 

 

Dedicated to Jesus ❤

 

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