IN THE MIDST OF MY MOURNING ~~~ THERE IS HOPE

IN THE MIDST OF MY MOURNING

~ There is HOPE ~

In the midst of my mourning

You come ~ quietly

To my inner world of

Stillness ~ you know

All of me--more than I’ll

Ever know & You understand my

Painful journey ~ the unrequited desires

The unleashed potentials,

The deep sadness & yet…

Ever the hope that swells within me.

Then I look on Your loving,

Welcoming Face

And sigh a sigh of love & inner calmness

And I remember…those who hope

In Your mercy will not be

Ashamed or disappointed.

Yes, in the midst of my mourning

You come ~ quietly

To soothe my weary soul

To lift my drooping head

To touch my aching heart

And You bring a fresh smile

To my face ~ for You,

In the midst of my mourning…

                                You bring me fresh HOPE.                     6-25-16

Psalm 31:24

Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart, all ye that hope in the Lord.




Psalm 33:18

Behold, the eye of the Lord is upon them that fear him, upon them that hope in his mercy;




Psalm 42:5

Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

Psalm 71:14

But I will hope continually, and will yet praise thee more and more.

Psalm 119:116

Uphold me according unto Your word, that I may live: and let me not be ashamed of my hope.




　

IN THE MIDST OF MY MOURNING ~~~ THERE IS HOPE

IN THE MIDST OF MY MOURNING

~ There is HOPE ~

In the midst of my mourning

You come ~ quietly

To my inner world of

Stillness ~ you know

All of me--more than I’ll

Ever know & You understand my

Painful journey ~ the unrequited desires

The unleashed potentials,

The deep sadness & yet…

Ever the hope that swells within me.

Then I look on Your loving,

Welcoming Face

And sigh a sigh of love & inner calmness

And I remember…those who hope

In Your mercy will not be

Ashamed or disappointed.

Yes, in the midst of my mourning

You come ~ quietly

To soothe my weary soul

To lift my drooping head

To touch my aching heart

And You bring a fresh smile

To my face ~ for You,

In the midst of my mourning…

                                You bring me fresh HOPE.                     6-25-16

Psalm 31:24

Be of good courage, and he shall strengthen your heart, all ye that hope in the Lord.



Psalm 33:18

Behold, the eye of the Lord is upon them that fear him, upon them that hope in his mercy;



Psalm 42:5

Why are you cast down, O my soul? and why are you disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him for the help of his countenance.

Psalm 71:14

But I will hope continually, and will yet praise thee more and more.

Psalm 119:116

Uphold me according unto Your word, that I may live: and let me not be ashamed of my hope.




　

BY THE HAND OF MY KING

~~ BY THE HAND OF MY KING ~~

By the Hand of my King

There is no other way

For even though it seems to be

By other hands, you see

Behind it all~~there is always

The Hand of my King.

Invisible and yet so powerfully

He moves in marvelous ways

To orchestrate my very life

Yes, each and every day.

Weaving a tapestry of mystery

Satisfying Him abundantly.

Truly, I will become all He desires 

For I am His most excellent prize.

Yea, He is unsearchable in all

And yet so very near

Hearing my every call

For I am His temple

Bought with a price

And by the Hand of my King

All these marvels make my heart sing!

THE HIGHER PATH

THE HIGHER PATH

4/24/2012

 

(THIS WAS WRITTEN DURING A TIME IN MY LIFE  WHEN OUR LORD DIRECTED ME IN SUCH CARING, COMFORTING, SURE & LOVING WAYS THROUGH MY HEALING PROCESS FROM POST TRAUMATIC STRESS DISORDER.  I PRAISE & THANK HIM MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY FOR HIS WONDERFUL, COMPASSIONATE LOVE & FAITHFULNESS IN HEALING ME OF THE PTSD. 

 

I SHARE THIS TO GIVE OTHERS HOPE REGARDING THIS CONDITION, NO MATTER HOW LONG YOU MAY HAVE SUFFERED WITH IT OR HOW OLD YOU MAY BE. 

 

LOOK UP TO HIM & LISTEN FOR HIS GUIDANCE.   HAVE FAITH IN GOD & HOPE IN HIM & YOUR HEART WILL BE HEALED & YOUR COUNTENANCE WILL SHINE ONCE AGAIN.

 

PSALM 32:8--I WILL INSTRUCT thee and TEACH thee in the way which YOU shall go: I WILL GUIDE thee with mine eye UPON YOU.

~ THE HIGHER PATH ~

 

                                 When all my thoughts seem to swirl with turbulence within my soul

   And I cannot stand upon all I thought so true and dear,

It’s then I turn to My Beloved Jesus…

With all my cries for help ~ and all my flowing tears ~

With all my heart.

********

Jesus, You are my truth

You are my calm

You are my clarity in all

I throw myself at your

Nail-scarred feet.

********

Have mercy on me

Have compassion on me

Break through to the deep of the deeps of my being

And meet me there and soothe

My troubled soul.

********

 

In the secret place where your light shines brightly

On all my dark spots and varied questions,

You show me the straight path…always

You are so committed to being personally faithful

As NO OTHER.

********

I embrace your love

And I know your heart

Is good and pure

And strong…

You incline Yourself toward me.

********

The clear and plain path comes to me

And opens up to such Beauty ~

Is it the answer to all my questions?

Is everything fixed up now, Jesus?

Will it ever seem to all “fit together”?

********

I perceive You have a higher calling for one such as I

Who is also acquainted with grief and sorrows and sadness.

You embrace all of me ~ all I’ve suffered ~

All I’ve needed forgiveness for ~

All the ravages and effects of my poor soul,

Which is precious in your sight.

You assure me that I am in the center of Your vision

As You have lovingly worked in me through all.

********

And I am learning to draw closer

To come deeper

And receive a richness in You

 

That I yet long for in our relationship.

To see Your radiant beauty

Calling me to trust, yet more.

I, too, am called to bring glory to my King!

********

You truly are in loving charge of every part of me,

That wondrous tapestry of life

With all it’s unexpected twists and turns,

It’s swirls and bumps and bruises and

Pain and fears and terror and…

You are not ashamed of Your sufferings and

You are not ashamed of mine as well.

********

Yes, it is all mysterious

For if You weren’t a Mystery,

Then You would not be the Living God of the Universe!

I thank You again for everything and all

Which You have used and yet use to perform Your own

Marvelous wonders of transformation…

That I may become yet another Trophy of Grace.
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We will always have need to 'Come to Jesus' no matter how long we have belonged to Him, but Blessed be the Lord because He is always waiting for us to come to Him, no matter the problem or trial, or uncertainty, or failure or need!  Remember always that Jesus is calling us to COME TO HIM WITH OUTSTRETCHED ARMS AND AN OPEN AND LOVING HEART.

BEAUTIFUL SAVIOR-BEAUTIFUL REINS

The Beautiful Reins of God
   Hold tightly onto me ~ His own
For I am truly flesh of
   His flesh and bone of His Bone.


Faithfully He does His
   Secret works within
To remove from me my sin
   While He holds tightly onto
The reins of my life
   I can trust that He is
Delivering me from my strife.
   Oh yes, Lord, please keep
Your powerful Hands on
   The Reins of me.
This is the way I will
   Be able to see.


All You desire in my
   Path of light
Is to remove my hands
   From the Reins that
I might walk with
   New sight.


Thereby bowing in loss
   That I might embrace
The Cross...


Beautiful Savior ~ Beautiful Reins.


Mat. 16:24--If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me.

  

MY FLOWING TEARS

My flowing tears
Oh how blessed they are...
To You my Beloved
And to me as well.


Healing takes place
Deep within me
In those secret places
In Your loving heart.


You visit me in yet unknown rooms
To sweetly touch ~ to hear my cries
For You know my needs
To be set free.


I kneel in You w/ tears that flow ~ for You, Lord ~
I know You have them pressed
Into Your Heart of love ~
Forevermore ~ My flowing tears.


Acts 17:28--In him we live and move and have our being’; as even some of your own poets have said, ‘For we are indeed his offspring.'