Renovation

 Body is stretched

Mind is relaxed

Those endorphins

Do a body good

Worship is on

My parted lips

Restoration

For a softening heart

And calmer soul

Is my newest endeavor

Roll into quiet reflection

Peace that defies rules

And a joy

That seeps

Into every crack

Any crevice

The potholes

That humans despise

Because the unsavory 

Your children see 

With their eyes

Is your next

Master class

In renovation

Cashmere

 Dreaming of 

A white 

Silky snow

The cold

Brushing

The cheekbones

A natural rouge

Grace my body

With strength

My mind

Peace

Heart

With unrelenting hope

And my being

With infinite mercy

And possibilities

Draped in linen

And cashmere

Wrapped in coziness

And contented glee

Knowing

The desires

I seek 

Are within grasp

When aligned

With the Father’s will

God’s love

Lord,

Not every day will be sunshine and roses. Rainbows and hearts. Some days, I will revert to unhelpful habits. I will need to be reined in from my impending insanity. I’m having to welcome the maelstrom of the mind. The storm for me is as necessary as air most days. I’m being sharpened in the process of becoming one with self and my Savior. Suffering for you and with you is not something I ever thought I’d welcome. You want me to feel, examine and explore. Feel it all. Examine what makes my heart beat. Explore what drives the passion of the soul. 

Pain

My worst enemy

Not so much 

It brings me

Closer

To the heart

Of the Father

Where He accepts

Total surrender

With a happy sigh

For the child

Realizes

That not a thing

Can happen

Without the

Parental approval

Dependence

Surrender

Acceptance

The trifecta

That leads

To independence

Love

Four letters

One word

That embodies another

GOD

Mix

 God,

I feel like these letters are a daily occurrence. You are using my flaws to increase my dependence on You. You don’t want me to satisfy my flesh with worldly desires. You want all of me, all the time. Yesterday, I had a therapy session. I believe therapy is working for me because I’m willing to receive tough love. I’m able to receive constructive criticism. I’m willing and able. In the past, I was too combative. Therapy only works when I’m an active participant in my own healing. Doubt and worry still ravage my soul, but not as often so I will take the victory. Let my soul take comfort in not having all the answers. Right now, I’m searching my heart to cleanse it. Make it worthy of who You are. 

Let my life

Be a representation

That brokenness

Can be made whole

When truth

And authenticity 

Mix

Golden

 Golden silence 

Peaceful repose

Where the noise

Is not a distraction 

For The

All knowing 

One

Friday

 How has you week been?

What’s on your heart?

What is making you smile?

Victory

 Who knew

It would

Be a blessing

To learn

The hard way

Stability

The little 

Black dress

Of the wardrobe

It feels good

To be classic

Sturdy and steady

Hit the gas

Rev it up

Smile because

Your joy

Has been

A hard fought battle

Whose victory

Is a long time coming