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@k-a-grey @kb-writer @evelyn Thanks all! <3

Haha here’s another I wrote. xDD *showers you all with poetry*

To feel the Living God is astounding.

It almost seems surreal,

Like He has taken my pen

And is writing for me.

His gentle hand on my heart;

His presence, like a breath—

Even amidst my stumbling words

And intrusive thoughts—

Is like blood coursing through

What was once a heart of stone.

It’s like tears running down dry cheeks

When I, for eons of time, have thought

I’d no tears left to cry.

Like a hug from a father after weeks of tension;

Like rain pouring down after years of drought;

Like believing in a promise for so long

And suddenly seeing it come to life

Right before my eyes.

 

Sunlight pouring over the mountaintops

To meet my tear-filled gaze.

 

It has been dark for so, so long—

But now I see the light,

And with it, Your beautiful face.

You take my blistered hands in Yours

And kiss my bruised knuckles,

Broken from years of fighting.

You say to me,

“There is no longer need to run.

My daughter, you are home.

I Am your home.”

 

Tears are streaming down my cheeks

As I put this pen to paper.

I pray I don’t forget the sun

When it sinks low again,

Because it will. That much is sure.

But even then, my God, I pray

You bring me back to this—

To grateful words of a wearied heart

Who felt the eyes of the Living King,

Filled with a love so true and dear

That not even a thousand pens

Could capture all of its majesty—

Fiercer than the roughest storm,

Deeper than the darkest oceans,

And wider than the sky.