HEALING BROKEN HEARTS AND WOUNDED SOULS

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THE POWER OF SPEECH

 

Some are ordained to be our eyes

Others are sent forth as ears for us

Many are our hand to touch and feel

Still some are called to be our mouths.

Yes, mouths to speak out loud and clear

For the dumb and for the down-trodden

To raise an awareness, to sound the alarm

That we be able to mend our ways.

Not that they are perfect in themselves

Not because they got it all together and right

God has given them a mandate to speak

And who can shut them up and be at peace?

John the Baptist spoke out, John Wycliffe did too

Jesus spoke ever so clear, against the wrong and the wicked way

John Huss spoke and died at the stakes

John Calvin wrote, Luther spoke and was ran out of the church.

They paid the price, they got the prize

They gave me freedom to worship my God

Many were shocked, many resisted

But today we eat the good fruit they labored for.

So dear, dear brother; sweet, sweet sister

Tell me I didn’t say it well; I’ll mend and I’ll correct

Don’t tell me to shut up and pack out for good

For the fire within is too hot to be quenched.

I will speak out

I will say it

If I die, let me die

If I perish, I perish.

AT THE JUNCTION OF LIFE

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Come quickly Lord, I do not know where to go now

I have looked, I have searched

My eyes are slowly failing me

For I have been staring all day long

What direction do I take now Lord?

Where do I go from here?

Can you hear me dear Lord?

It’s me your baby, you know.

I stand at the crossroads…

I need direction, your own direction.

I have tried many a raod

But all seem to lead me further away from the truth.

Show me the way Lord

For your own way will lead me to you

For you are the way, the truth and the life I so desire.

Take my hand, I willingly surrender.

I’m tired of staring and hoping and getting tired,

I now turn my entire being to your direction

THOUGHTS OF A HURTING HEART

THOUGHTS OF A HURTING HEART

I look in the mirror and I see my worst enemy
Staring back as if to mock
I turn round the corner and there she sits
Looking up to me with accusing eyes
And when I dare to look within
I meet a heart that bleeds and pleads.
She is in me and she is around me
How do I run away from her?
I will face up to my worst enemy
And make of her my very best friend
I will love my worst enemy
For my worst enemy is me.

Do not hate yourself because of what you are going through. Rather, love and cherish who you are and that will open up a door of possibilities for your healing.

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