butter n thunder - a poem and a prayer

encouraging you with this simple thought: limits are for your benefit

what if I told you I knew your type?
read this poem to see what I mean

can’t be bothered when i’m found in deep love. take a look at this poem n see what my hearts set on

poem and a prayer

bring me back to my inner child

where my little eyes were open and my little limbs ran wild

where i could pick flowers and imagine and do whatever my heart desired

swoopin’ back the brunette strands of little me…
who knew she’d fall - full force into the Savior’s love? who knew the hurt and pain from the fall - the blood and bruises - would point her to the greatest bloodshed of all time?

i see u in the blinkin street light
in the way it flickers off and on
in the way it changes from green to red yet remains in the same place
hangin from a tiny piece of wire yet steady all the same
you hang in my heart, you cling to the unsteady and make it steady and safe

i see u in the blinkin street lightin the way it flickers off and on in the way it changes from green to red yet remains in the same place hangin from a tiny piece of wire yet steady all the sameyou hang in my heart, you cling to the unsteady and make it steady and safe

Jesus was a real human being. He had a personality and a soul like you and me. He was close to loss. He was close with change. Experiencing it at every turn. From Heaven to the dirt. From baby to boy. From man to Savior. From life to death… and back to life once again. From village to village with no place to lay his head, he battled with the idea of change at every step. Friends and family lost along the way. Miraculous healings met with grief-stricken villages the next day…

Who knew God’s last breath would be the only one that could change my past once and for all?

cold tears hit my fingers. i think of the first time we met…

Life may knock you down and the struggle may leave a limp but you'll get back up and breathe in hope once again.

Wrestling is exhausting. Wrestling is hard. Who am I and who will I be when it feels like the wrestling has taken the best out of me?
Jacob wrestled with God all night.

But what if he was wrestling within himself for the last 20 years? What if he wrestled with defeat and shame long before he wrestled with God face to face?

For the girls who feel the weight of their decisions will outweigh the grace God freely gives. For the one who feels lonely and like nobody sees her. For those of us who feel like our heartbreak is too much to ever be mended or healed back to wholeness again.

For the girls who feel the weight of their decisions will outweigh the grace God freely gives. For the girls who feel lonely and like nobody sees them. May it bring hope to those of us who feel like our heartbreak is too much to ever be mended or healed back to wholeness again.

my mind bein’ spent on You