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“Though sometimes I break and fall apart,
with guilt and anger welling in my heart,
God has come to give me a new start.”–God Has Come // herwords-unspoken
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“Though sometimes I break and fall apart,
with guilt and anger welling in my heart,
God has come to give me a new start.”–God Has Come // herwords-unspoken
http://herwords-unspoken.tumblr.com/
Do you remember, my soul, that Jesus saves?
Did you forget that He stole all your pain?
Why do you search so desperate
for contentment that’s separate
from Him?
Such a thing cannot be found,
so lay your troubles to the ground.
Be still, my soul, no longer roam.
Come home to Jesus.
Come home.
— Come Home
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I tried so hard,
when each loss was
as a shard
striking against
my confidence—
cutting me up,
tearing me apart,
leaving these gashes
on my heart.
I wanted to be
so much more—
but doubt was lurking,
a constant war.
It was then
I gave it all away—
all of the failure
fell to decay.
I gave it to God,
who laid it to rest;
repairing my damage,
He made me my best.
Gave It All Away
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People of God, arise!
Stand for the Word,
not subject to lies!
We are called for
a purpose much
greater than this;
arise and take heart,
as you don’t want to miss
the glorious plan
unfolded in
the Father’s hand.
Do not slumber
in this day—
awaken, with hope,
from where you lay!
Jesus waits for us
with arms stretched wide—
people of God, arise, arise.
Arise
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In the quiet
the words
ascended,
hanging
precariously
in a drift
overhead,
suspended.
It isn’t until
the writer
takes a chance
that the silence
is broken,
pouring forth
an avalanche
of all her words
unspoken.
Words Unspoken
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To trust myself
and keep
holding
on tight,
or
to trust God,
and give up
this fight?
Trust God
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It’s not how I fall
but where I land–
right in the palm
of God’s mighty hand.
So I’m free to struggle
and I’m free to fall,
because God will raise me
up from all.
Up From All
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To all the wayward,
wandering souls—
those with no hope,
no joy, no goals.
To those who walk
carrying stones of regret—
come to the cross;
you’re not lost yet.
Jesus has given you
a new name;
no longer hang
your head in shame.
May you give up yourself
and give in to God—
to finally discover
the truth your
heart’s craved
and truly know
what it means
to be saved.
Saved
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A weary dreamer lays her head
on trodden hope and makeshift bed
of broken dreams, of words unsaid,
and faded flowers fallen dead.
But among bravery’s last remains,
stretching forth from dreams once slain,
emerges loveliness from bleak terrain–
a newfound promise fresh as rain.
A hopeful dreamer, continue she must—
building strength on faith and trust
that her Father washes clean the rust—
a beauty risen from ashes and dust.
Ashes and Dust // a poem about beauty