Tuesday, October 13, 2009




Breathe.
Lean into the
trial or pain you endure;
for there are treasures
hidden for us in the dark places
by the one who loves us.
Take your time.
Cry your tears.
Tell God what you need to tell him.
He sees your hurts and hears your cries.
You are his precious child.
Remember that you're dear to him,
remember you are forgiven.
Live for Him
out of the immense spring of gratitude
that wells up within the believer
when grace is fully realized.
Every trial is a mixed cup,
both bitter and sweet
of which we sip
the mercy of His Spirit.
Grow.
Trust.
Live.

4 comments:

  1. This is very beautiful! Thank you for writing it! I had no idea that you wrote as well as sang!!

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  2. Wow. I love stuff like this.

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  3. Funny you write this, I cried most all the way back to GA yesterday from TN. Had a good talk with God on the fears of this move! B

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  4. Beautiful!! Thank you, Vicki.

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