Time to go back…

Have you ever just had that thought, where everything is weighing down on your shoulders. When you’ve tried to find your way out. When you remember all the struggles you’ve been through and you’ve just grown tired. You’re sick and tired of being sick and tired. But then comes along this man that everyone says is full of love. A Love that can only come from above. A special word called “Agape” Love. I’ve wondered for many years if God loved me. You see, I knew he did, but, i realized all these years I’ve struggled if he REALLY did. I don’t know if this is God drawing me near him or drawing me closer. I don’t know whats going on and why my heart is being stirred up. I have strayed from him. I have reached the end of my own journey of walking WITHOUT him. If I could just………i don’t know… something. Maybe I’ll be able to reach him. Be the woman he wants me to be. But when it comes down to love, I realize, its love that i need the most. I never loved myself, i always had grudges held against someone, still have people i haven’t forgiven and other things. I somehow got lost in all the “rules” and “do this and that” , that I forgot where it all started. At the foot of the cross, at love. I remember when i first came to Christ, I Prayed and he answered them. Then I grew in him. I wasn’t raised in the church. I knew about God. But all i knew was his name and that we pray to him when we need help or are in trouble. I remember I had such a passion for him in the beginning of my walk with him. I would walk around with my folder saying “God loves you”, I didn’t care what people thought. I would love reading the word, I would love singing praises to him and so much more. I just wanna show people that they’re not the only ones who go astray. We all go astray at some point. Sometimes its hard to find your way back and thats where i’m up to at the moment – Finding my way back. All I know is that i need to go back to where it started. To love. To the foot of the cross.

One Day It Will Make Sense

Tears trickling down my cheeks burning my skin. Causing rashes and bruises made from painful memories and haunting hurts. A long line of heartbreaks lining up outside my door and it never seems to end. Yet he wipes away every tear not saying a word. Comforts me in hugs of love and compassion telling me it will be okay. I fall into his arms and remain there. Crying myself till I fall asleep. Only to wake up and realize it was all a dream. It was a dream, but it felt so real.
Sometimes we get caught up in our past and when we pray or cry out to God, he seems silent. I’ve learnt that he doesn’t yell either. He is gentle and kind hearted. As for now I know I may not understand whats happening & WHY. But I know one day it will all make sense. 

A Journey Of A Broken Heart

Slipping her glasses off as tears splashed and exploded all over her specs. She knew she had to make a decision. Should I continue to walk with God? Or should I go down a road I know will take my life in an instant? Heart panting, Stress rising, Tears climbing and falling out her eyes. She knew in her heart she wasn’t perfect. She knew in her heart she wasn’t faithful, loyal, loving, trusting, understanding. She knew in her heart that it wasn’t a pure heart at all. Her heart had crumbled inside of her, leaving a pile of steaming ashes. But she knew she had to get back up. She knew trusting God was the only way to go. She knew he was the only way whether she liked it or not. Starring him in the eye only formed more tears in her sight, fogging up her vision. She said she was Sorry. Sorry for being so selfish and stupid as she felt. She was ashamed. She looked away as soon as he caught her sight. Just watching him full of joy playing with his children, thoughts of love he had for them, the songs he sings over them when they sleep, how he held them through storms and how his voice thunders when the devil took even one step near his children. She knew him. She knew God so well but what was stopping her? What was this wall that she was constantly building between them? Why couldn’t she trust him? Was it the fear that he would let her down? The fear that he would leave her alone? No. It was fear that she didn’t trust him because she got hurt from the beginning. Hurt and pain that left her sleeping in pool of tears at night, pain that left her saying meaningless prayers when she knew she needed God the most. She realizes she’s either in or out. There’s no in between, there’s no shades of Grey. You either black or white. Or as she remembered the bible saying “You’re either hot or cold”. Feeling like the woman thrown at Jesus Feet in the bible is the way she felt right now. She didn’t dare look up into his eyes. She didn’t dare utter a word. She barely whispered or sighed. She didn’t care anymore. Whatever she did good or bad, she couldn’t escape her demons. So she lifted up her head and inside her. her ash-dusted heart was blown away by a gust of wind. A wind that took every strength, love and being she ever was within her. She was numb. He reached for her hand and she let him bring her to her feet. She stood there. Guilty, tired and heartless. Not an ounce of love was left. She was exhausted. So unwillingly, she fell into his arms, weak, with no life to live for, he held her. He held her with a broken heart knowing she’d had enough.

Trusting Jesus

Shadows of pitch black surrounds me as I follow him who is in front of me. With a gold sash around him as his white robe glowed, I followed him. I had no idea where we were going. I had no idea what tomorrow would bring. I was broken. My life broke and then finally I broke myself. I shattered to pieces and here I was, whole whenever I was with and near him. His name is Jesus. This is the first time I’ve trusted him for so long. I don’t know where he’s taking me and what his purpose is for my life, but I trust him. Trusting Jesus is a bit difficult at first. It can be uncomfortable and a change of environment. But once you’re set on a strong foundation, you know who you are and who to trust and what to do. He is and will be forever given the glory.

He’s There

She cried and turned away from him
Only to have him catch her tears
She ran away from him and hid herself
Only to find out he was near

So she walked a path and lost her way
Only by him that she was found
She was being carried by Jesus Himself
When he saw her crawling on the ground

She gave it her all and felt so weak
And realized she made it by his strength
She didn’t want to live anymore
But he was merciful till her last breath

So when she reached the gates of heaven itself
She wondered where Jesus was
She walked in the gates as it opened
Only to have fallen right in his arms

His love welcomed her
And wiped away all her tears
Thats when she realized
That he was always there

Sunset and Sunrise

Laid before her was the life she had lived. The life she’d fought in, cried in, rejoiced in and had joyful moments. It was like a sunset with different colours shimmering the oceans spark. It was like a reflection of the sunset that fell upon the waters. She just sat there. She never moved. She was still. She was breathing in the peace that entered her presence as he drew near to sit next to her. Her head fell upon his shoulder and remained there.
As they both gazed into this memorable sunset, not a word was said. It was as if time had faded, noise grew silent and peace became frozen still. Even the whispers of the wind were not to be heard.
He said not a word. He just remained next to her. His presence was enough. She needed nothing else. He was a friend. A friend who was there before she was born. A friend who was there before she knew him and a friend after she knew him. He was and will always be there for her.
Tears flowed down her face. Tears that spoke words on its own. A flood of tears emerging in her eyes as they asked questions of their own. Why?
Every tear that dropped from her eyes, he counted. He could feel the warmth, broken heart and love in the tears that slowly dripped one by one. He felt her pain and his heart broke just for her. He loved her and he’d be crucified and die for her one last time, even if she was the only person on earth. She was worth the sacrifice.
Time had gone by already as they glanced into the distance and realized a sunrise was just peaking over into the ocean. Thats when he got up and offered her his hand. She looked at him, heart shattered, confused mind and weary body. Her eyes asked him if she could trust him like all the other times he offered her his hand. This time, she reached out for his hand and he helped her stand up. Taking one last look out into the sunrise, she knew that it was time to move on. Time to let go and let God.

It was just a dream

I awoke in a place where clouds were everywhere. I could see tall gates open and a bright beautiful gold light shone through.I stood there amazed at how beautiful this light was. It was so beautiful that I could feel the warmth from the very far distance I was standing. In a blink of an eye, this warmth of light engulfed and embraced me. I couldn’t understand what was happening. I didn’t even think. Suddenly, I saw words starting to appear. Agape Love, Beautiful, Warmth, Joy, Peace, Understanding. Suddenly I could hear whispers echoing around me. “I love you”. I couldn’t keep the tears away from my eyes.
Tears of pain splashed in the presence of this light but it dissappeared. Hurt felt in my heart was gripping onto me tightly. But he said to me “Let it go”. I couldn’t understand what was happening. It felt like love was wrapped around me. Assuring me that everything will be okay. I looked up and said to him, I will trust you the best I can. But after awhile I walked away. Thats when he took me by the hand and he said to me “I will carry you. I love you”.