Lessons on the Deach

Pick up a handful of sand.'
'Why?'
'Just do it.'
'Ok.'

'Now, count all the grains.'
'But Lord, I can't. There's too many for me to count.'
'You're right. There are alot but I've counted them all. I know now many grains of sand there are on this beach. I also know how many hairs are on your head. I've seen each tear you've cried and heard each insecurity that you have. Just as I've strategically placed every grain of sand on this beach, I've strategically placed things inside of you and have brought you to the spot you're in right now. Daughter, oh beautiful daughter! Nothing in your life has surprised me. I've known about every step you've taken since long before you were born. '

'Now I want you to pick up some pebbles.'
'Why?'
'Just do it.'
'Ok.'

'What do you notice about the pebbles?'
'They're all different?'
'You're right. Each of the pebbles are different. None of the pebbles in your hand or on the beach or even in the entire world is the same. Each and every pebble that has ever existed has been unique. I created them that way. In the same way, I created every single person that exists or has ever existed, different. I have created you different from everyone else for a specific reason. You are my creation. I know every single part of you. The victories. The failures. The talents. The gifts. Even the parts of you that you fight so hard to hide. Daughter, oh beautiful daughter! Do you not realize how much I love you exactly as you are? The things you fight against are nothing compared to what I can do! Everything that you're experiencing is to make you into a better YOU... not to make you into someone else. If you let me, I can show you, and help you, and refine you into the daughter you deserve to be.'

'Now, I want you to get up and walk around'
'Why?'
'Just do it?'
'Ok'

'What do you notice?'
'There are alot of ants!'
'That's right. These ants understand about my provision. They know that I will always provide for their needs. How much more do you think I care for your needs? Don't forget that I am the King of Kings and I hold everything in the palm of my hand. Yes, there are times that I make you wait... but I always meet your needs at the perfect time. You don't need to worry about anything. Just rest in me. Daughter, oh beautiful daughter! Take comfort in knowing that I will not leave you. I will always be with you. I'm all you need. I know that you don't always feel this way, but please believe it. I will never change and I will never let go of you. You are far too precious to me for me to let go of you.'

'Daughter, let me ignite that flame inside of you that you've been fighting to put out. Let me ignite it to burn brighter and hotter then you've ever thought possible. Let the flame give you warmth and comfort on the nights that you feel alone and cold. Let it shine so bright that, just like insects are drawn to light, people who are wounded and hurting will be be drawn to this light. It is only when that happens that you'll find your purpose. And that you will grow and bloom. It is only when you've let me ignite the consuming fire, that you'll be content.'






'Daughter, I love you.'

Silence & Short and Untitled

What’s happening here?
I was once so alive
But now I’m so full of dread
And almost dead
Show me your wounded head that is lead to communion with the father

But where did he go?

His presence seems farther and farther away each day
but I’m trying
So hard
To steer his way

Yet still lonely and confused on this cold hard ground I lay

Speak to me wise mouth and say:

“It’s all good kid
It’s nothing that you did,
And though it feels like I’m not here with you right now
Just be still
And silent
And listen for that sound..

Shhh..

Did you hear it?

Listen again.

Did you hear it?

That silent voice that just spoke nothing,
That is me,
I’m listening to your plea with open ears
Counting all your tears flowing from your irritated eyes

Searching the skies looking for that hope that beyond there lies.

Oh you young worrisome sparrow, find rest
Lay your battered head upon my omnipresent breast and make it your nest
No strong cold wind could ever blow and carry you from this your home
Look around,
See the life shooting up from the ground
Spring colors springing fourth and celebration of your trusting

It’s a constant process this is

Growing you into the person you are to become

But when you sense the setting of the sun
Know it is only rising and has just begun
Now go fourth.
Sing songs of faith.
And lift up others in the midst of this race
And if you can’t keep the pace or lose sight of my face
Know that I’m always near so you need not fear

But don’t worry about all that right now

Just sit here and enjoy the peace I offer in my silence

When I am silent I am listening,

and
not
abandoning.
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They say that
"Sometimes you're further than the moon
and Sometimes closer than my skin."

I remember when you were closer than my skin.
Those were the evenings spent alone with you in bliss.
Those were the mornings you awoke me with a gentle kiss.

And these are the evenings I sit alone and wish and reminisce.
These are the mornings when I wake to an alarm clock after falling asleep
with the hurting thought

"Why have you forsaken me?"