Shutting my eyes, sensing the melancholic stillness gripping the place,
I could hear silence and this thought starts racing to nothing.
I am thinking what the Heaven looks like, to feel an angel’s embrace,
let me hear the sound of the golden trumpet and the bells ringing.
As the wind flows through my veins, this sorrow marches out of the way,
there’s a spark of hope, I feel a river moving in my soul, a relief.
His wisdom speaks, a gentle voice that says, be calm, don’t be dismayed.
A rare quiet moment alone, thanking ABOVE, it eases the pain and grief.
Taken from our place *hometown (personally captured) last March it’s a mountain resort, such a beautiful place to visit, so refreshing, I sat there for hours and just savored the moment alone…
How to ignite the fire within, this heart calls, screaming,
help me revive my lost soul to keep the flame burning.
My mind is empty, too much noise in this weary head,
I cannot write anything, I feel like a part of me is dead.
Let me share this wonderful poem I read this morning written by Susan Lenzkes, this applies to me now.. it’s about believing with the heart and to believe with the heart means to believe apart from what our ourselves may tell us or what our senses may reveal and the only wisest approach for us to be able to learn is to seek for God’s wisdom. Believing on something with the heart is about trusting God’s power that He’s the one working behind the scene, putting everything in place for good.
Have a blessed day 🙂
When a message from God
would clear up confusion,
He could write on my wall-
or give the illusion.
But the writing that’s there,
it’s plain to be seen,
is a simple crayon drawing
that I’ve yet to clean
Lord help me to learn
I won’t be receiving
a miraculous sign
wrought through believing;
when each day I can see
and yet don’t apply
Your message looking at me
straight in the eye.
~by Susan Lenzkes