If I were a mere mortal in the land of the living
You know that place where truth and grace collide
And the maker of heaven called me beautiful in spite of my ugly
And I set out to show the world the immensity of glory
And the rug beneath me failed to hold the weight
And the ground shook at the sound of Your voice
And I am me and you are infinite
What can I offer?
A prayer to the God who sees
A song to the voice of the mute
I am a disabled veteran in the land of the living
No claim to fame just a life sacrificed at the altar of service
And in my case, badly offered
Bruised and unworthy
But still showing up
Still ready to stand and say it’s all worth it
Bring it on world, I’m here standing on weak knees, ready for tomorrow
Warrior with broken feet…standing on hope.
Wake me up!
When time stops do you feel it?
Is there a moment when everything is okay and the world is right and stands the test of time?
Or do we wait, with hunger, for another moment?
Maybe that’s the beauty.
Maybe the hunger fuels the fire for tomorrow.
I don’t know. I’m just you, reaching into the void, waiting for the voice of God to smile on my weakness.
Maybe clay cries out to potter longing for completion.
But the journey is worth the wait. So I’ll stand in the light, knowing the dawn is brighter.
And I wait because you’ve always met me there.
Nothing becomes something beautiful in your embrace. Sometimes it just takes a minute for me to catch up.
Me..:a construct for the ages
An anomaly for the masses
Another constructed being in the realm of space and time to be constructed from dust
But I believe in design so your construct is nothing. So am I meaningless?
I’ve said “construct” too much
If I do not reach do my hands hold meaning?
If I don’t ache am I still bleeding?
If I don’t yield am I an endless void?
If I’m not here does the world notice?
I am space constructed from endless light.
I am more than yesterday and today and tonight.
I’m not void in the darkness
I’m just the kind of light that can start a spark.
Believe in me and let’s begin tomorrow.
Who let you decide when enough was enough?
Who are you to say I don’t have a say anymore?
I stare at the void knowing you’re okay but I am here and everything feels irrelevant.
Tomorrow isn’t a promise….only grace
Hold on tight. The winds shift but the anchor proves true.
Therein is hope.
Therein is peace.
So we fight a day longer
Bring the thunder, I know the Son!
Don’t expect me to be perfect.
Don’t expect me to always be wise.
Don’t expect no tears…they come with the territory…that is me.
Don’t expect perfection
I’m just a girl, who likes to write my feelings into the air. Take it or leave it.
Don’t expect polish from a heart that is raw.
Don’t expect me to hold it all together all the time.
I am you in different skin. can we be “us” together?
I refuse to walk into the night cold. I will find a blanket.
If my heart is stone, I will find softener.
Life is too short for callousness. There is no option but love.
I may not know who I am, fully, but I know who I will not be!
I will fight with you, beside you, among you, until the battle is won, because that is who I am.
Let the ashes fly. I will watch the blaze and rebuild.
Let the dawn fade to blaze and I will ride it until tomorrow.
I can look forward like a near-sighted,blind optimist; Bruised and broken along the way and loving every minute.
Humanity is hard sometimes. None of us are exempt.
Find the real! Find the broken! Reach beyond your understanding and love beyond! love unconditional! Be you! Be Jesus to those who need to know Him!
Don’t shy away from the hard things, these are the things that make you strong!
If we don’t protect it, hope can feel like a balloon, filled to maximum capacity for a moment then let go to float into the air, sputtering, and flying unhindered.
Hope is so much more precious than this. I wish it were easy to tie the knot and seal it in all cozy and safe but even inflated balloons lose air over time.
There is only the constant application of pressure to save us. In the pressure, we stretch and hold firm to what we know. God is able. We are not alone! We can stretch farther than we think.
Don’t let gravity, the environmental circumstances of everyday, the pin-hole leaks in our defenses, deflate you. Keep your tank full! Let breath and air fill your lungs and your spirit. Lean in and believe.
Each breath is a moment in time lost once it’s accomplished. Steady your breathing. You can do hard things! And when it’s too much and you feel like you might burst, remember He is stronger than anything and He’s fighting with you and for you.
Maybe there’s something poetic about hiding in plain sight.
Or maybe it’s weakness.
Or maybe it’s strength to stay composed while the world crumbles and stirs around you.
Maybe it’s survival. Maybe it’s faith.
Maybe I’m not hiding at all! maybe I’m standing.
“Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.” Job 13:15
It is human to look in the closet of broken dreams and wonder if you’ve done enough or been enough to sustain the hope.
But the closet holds so much hope! Never underestimate who you were and who you are now!
There’s no magic formula that makes us great. It’s in the showing up. Am I willing to show up today and tomorrow and keep going?
That is where the magic lies. Show up. Shine! Greatness is in a life ready to do the best one can tomorrow.
Will tomorrow be great? It’s up yo you. Screw today! Get out there and LIVE!
I have all these heroes in the faith..people who shine bright amidst the noise and impact the world with light.
Tonight I wonder if I’m a “hero”.
Can I be one who shows a glimmer of light in darkness? Am I beacon to someone holding on, trying to breathe when the air seems thin?
Is it enough to live and love? Is it enough to show up everyday?
I think it is. We don’t need megaphones, we need presence. We don’t need lights and applause. Maybe a smile is enough.
Think about who impacted you the most on your journey. Did they need accolades or were they just there?
The beauty in life is in showing up in the small things. The big things are great but the small things are magic.
Shine when the light is missing. Shine when the dim overwhelms.
Be, unapologetically, you. You were born for this!