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I’ve run away without looking back

casting ordinary aside for adrenaline highs,

Crossing oceans seeking home

in my motherland and foreign soil,

losing myself to missions and the greater cause,

when the one that needed saving was me.

Merciful Abba, you see right through me

and you knew that all cylinder,

the engine enabling escape

would break,

by my own ignorance and abuse,

knowing not my function or way.

You waited and waited for me,

with gentle intervention when reality threatened my life,

and truth was exposed by layers, a festering wound

beyond what I could bear.

And you made me stay,

now broken, unable to run away,

holding me close, saying it would be all be ok,

dressing my wounds, cleansing my heart,

even as I clawed and slapped your healing hands away.

Your love applied time as a balm,

you were in no hurry

to watch me heal, accept and be

just simply me.

Won by your love and choosing to stay

with you for all eternity,

I love you God.



This Is Love

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Loving God

who sees me

knows me

whose voice

cuts through the noise

and shows me

I’m enough

that there’s no place to get to

to arrive and be done

but that I’m perfect

with Him, in Him

in mess and imperfection

because His love and truth

covers it all

He changes me

transforms me

molds me

moves me

and I love Him

for doing the things I cannot do

and giving me the grace

to do what I can

I’m loving me

through loving Him.

Follow Me

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Follow Me

Lay everything down and follow me

Lay down your laptop, your phone, your to-do list

and be with me

it’s my glory to reveal myself to you

and your glory to seek me

I long to share myself with you

as you learn to open your heart to me

I love to communicate with you

in and through my living Word and my Spirit

woven in and through your body and spirit

my presence resting on your day, your coming and going

I’m with you

listen and see

take my whispers and nudges

like fine thread in your hands

showing you my way, my path that I’ve prepared for you

I have good things in store for you

walk by faith

and beloved, follow me.

My Precious Prize

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You are my precious prize

knowing you, perceiving you

getting who you are as a Person

being intimately acquainted with you

understanding your heart, your mind

sensing the nudges of your Spirit

your guidance in your ways

I choose to let go of the past now

each sliver of memory that shames

giving them to you who heals

and forgetting what is behind

embracing my wholeness

as I strain towards you

transforming, changing as I open my heart

to know you today

Yeshua, you are my prize

by your grace, allow me to be successful

in my race towards heaven

I love you


His Perfect Leadership

When I abide in you

submersed in the deep waters of your Spirit

resting in your strength and grace

following your perfect leadership,

your nudges and the drawing of your presence

making my path made clear by the peace of your guidance

you are so patient to teach me your ways

my gentle and humble Teacher

your yoke is easy, your burden light

and even when it is my failure, my mistakes and my error

from where I cry out and call upon your name

you mercifully come in and deliver

working all things for my good, for your glory

how amazing are you God

how glorious is your love

I’m blessed knowing I’m yours,

your child, your delight