In His House - Part II

In His House - Part II

I sink into bed

at the end of the chapter

of today.

I finger the pages of joys,

grand and small.

Cool soil underfoot,

melodies that lifted me

to Another Place.

I smile at the paragraphs

where I shared from my heart,

laughed over a rich meal,

experienced untold depths of Grace.

But the sentences I can’t quite shake

are moments of loneliness

words spoken in haste,

sins that feel too dark to forgive.

Tears fall.

Another 24 hours,

wasted.

My mind turns to my Father,

and I realize I want Him,

but I dread Him.

I’m too ashamed to show my face.

Maybe hiding

is the best way.

No. I can’t cower in the dark.

I bolt out of my bedroom,

scouring the house

and trying all the knobs.

When I reach the hall,

the sound of His footsteps

stills me.

I’m here, daughter.

I crumple at His feet.

Lord.

You are purest light,

goodness Himself.

You deserve so much more from me,

and I’m so sorry for –

He embraces me.

I’d forgotten how,

in His arms,

all else fades.

Dear child.

I love you.

You were beautiful today.

Keep shining.

Things may look bleak now,

but tonight is not the end.

And the story I’m writing

will be brighter than you could dream.

Story behind the poem: I wrote this poem several weeks ago at the end of a discouraging day. It reminded me that God's Grace covers all my mistakes, and His Love for me is infinite. I feel like these words are Jesus' tender gift to me, a gift that I'm passing on to you.

A couple of my favorite verses on grace...

"There remains no accusing voice of condemnation against those who are joined in life-union with Jesus, the Anointed One."

- Romans 8:1 (The Passion Translation)

"So let us come boldly to the throne of our gracious God. There we will receive his mercy, and we will find grace to help us when we need it most."

- Hebrews 4:15-16 (New Living Translation)

I hope this blesses you. The Father truly does Love us just as we are. Have a wonderful week, friends! :)