I Could Have
I could have taken an easier path.
I could have walked the wider road.
I could have remained silent and got the bookings.
I could have paid for the steady applause.
I could have remained quiet under ungodly laws.
I could have taken an easier path.
I could have walked the wider road.
I could have remained silent and got the bookings.
I could have paid for the steady applause.
I could have remained quiet under ungodly laws.
For those waking today with heavy hearts because you’re in a season of grief, it’s ok to not want to celebrate like the rest of the world. Jesus knows full well that you are grateful, but your heart is broken.
It is my birthday today and I wanted a good long time with Christ this morning. This year has been full of beautifully running the race and watching Him love one heart after another to wholeness. As I’ve been
If I’m found always clamoring for people, places, and things to comfort me, He will need to intervene. For He must be my primary crutch.
There once was a little ballerina
Still only in her dreams
She watched the dancers pirouette
And wished she could be like these.
Should every door begin to close Except the door to Heaven/s throne Into His heart I will abide Nothing compares to knowing Christ. If darkened days do fill my years And bring me still more waves of tears I’ll
There once was a grasshopper pining away
Wondering when God would save the day
When pain and grief rolled in like waves
“When would it surely all go away?”
There was a road called “Lost”
Which I traveled at great cost
With crooked streets and no road signs
When all seemed to be left behind.
While working this morning I heard the first line of this poem begin when I soon realized I was seeing a vision of myself rooted in a deep bed of soil in a field.
It was around 4:30 this morning when I awoke to these words stirring in my heart and Spirit. It must be important to the Lord.