am i descending or ascending is this praying or just doing my own thing cradling my heavy head in my tear stained palms i think this time it will be different my life will change my heart will finally be rearranged only to realize that even if my knees were nailed to the earth i stubbornly refuse to bend my will instead i choose to stand in shame is this my heart rising to our Father who art in heaven or am i running stumbling down into myself help me be free let my eyes see and may my ears listen to the sheer silence of your kindness open this heart mend my mind in love mercy and forgiveness i want to rise so help me bow down be still let go and listen to the sheer silence of your kindness
remember life
is a delicate
fragile beauty
trying to rest
in the turmoil
of this world
life
a momentary story
carrying eternity inside
longing for home
love
and time
in so many ways
we are the same
carrying our shame
we fight to be seen
never winning
always shouting
leaving delicate souls
broken
sometimes shattered
all around us
evil is all about
because it is within
our tortuous souls
so we take
we tear down
we abuse
we hollow out
our neighbor's heart
we insist on being right
when we need to
tenderly explore
the souls
that God has given us
souls reflecting glory
from above
He gave them to us
to love
as He loves
hush your soul
quiet your mind
still your heart
give yourself time
to yield to your
Creator
eternity set
inside of you
treasure one another
don’t you think
it’s time
to treasure
one
another
gentle words are a tree of life* is there gentleness in your heart today kindness in your soul meekness in the tones of your voice
what impact do we have on others do we justify the very attitude in us that we condemn in others do we demonstrate the very hate we call out in others gentle words are a tree of life
are we willing to love before we declare how right we are do we see our blindness as we call out for justice and judgement all the while marginalizing diminishing tearing down feeling so good all because we possess unquestionable wisdom gentle words are a tree of life
and pride will be our ruin each of us deceived holding out our torch of truth for others beckoning the world to listen and follow content with the darkness inside our hearts gentle words are a tree of life
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