
Lord,
thank you,
you get me,
you know me better than I know myself,
through my images,
visages and projections,
covering up,
diverting away from my sin and grime,
you peel it off,
layer by layer,
a gentle scrub,
a piercing cut,
a healing balm
revealing blood-infused life,
new wineskin,
your spirit resurrecting
the dead within.
You’ve got me,
walking, fumbling
in my new identity,
unsure, uncertain,
but following your voice,
messing up,
getting stuck,
dangling in transition,
but…
your Spirit a powerhouse within,
overcoming, rerouting all my failures,
using all my compost for life abundant,
growing and guiding me,
to live free and strong
from the inside out,
your hand upon me,
you’ll never let me go.
I rest secure in you.
Thank you Lord.
Amen.
Loved this! No one knows us better than our Father in heaven. PSALM 139. Be Blessed Always in Him.
Julia
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Yes… so forthright! (Julia, perfect tie in… my post I have for tomorrow nicely compliments and expounds on this)
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Thank you for the heads up! Blessings to you! ❤
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Amen and amen, He sees us. Thank you and blessings to you my friend.
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Looking forward to tomorrows post. Blessings.
Julia
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