following poem a
couple of weeks
ago when I was
reflecting and working through some things that have happened in my life.
I've had to work up the courage to share it with all of you.
I've had and have a beautiful life and I am brimmed with gratitude.
I'm thankful for the Brave Girls Seminar that has given me tools to appreciate the gifts that were hidden in hardships as well as celebrating the blessings even more than I ever have. I'm learning tools to help me remember and recognize my dreams, my blessings and again, the hidden gifts in even the hardest of times.
Since I've been involved in the Brave Girls Seminar, I've also joined their online community, as I've told you before, and I have met so many women from all over the world who have greatly inspired me. A lot of them are overcoming or have overcame great unfortunate events in their life. It really has made me realize how blessed I truly am. I love to learn about their life, hear their stories, see their art that expresses their life and their love to create, as well as be encouraging to them and for some - I've been blessed to be able to pray for them.
They have all been such a wonderful and encouraging support to me.
I have dedicated this poem to my fellow Brave Girl sisters.
Long black sleeves cover my ugly rigid scars.
Layers and layers of bandages cover the hurt, the lies, the sadness.
No relief, No answers, No healing to be found.
I trudge through my days with this exhausting heavy load.
The moon shadows my world.
Voices haunt me and paralyze my dreams.
Where can I find refuge?
Who can take away my sorrows?
I watch as my days pass by uncontrollably.
Am I worth the effort?
Why can't I save myself from this nightmare?
Whispers of His Truths sprinkle my soul like raindrops christening the dry cracked earth.
They nourish my inner most brokenness.
His Truths heal my tortured thoughts and my reoccurring agony of abuse.
His Truths correct my self conscious shortcomings.
His Truths take my fear, my hate, my despise and restore my soul's foundation.
No more voices crippling my legacy and aspirations. No more doubts and questions.
I'm scooped up in His arms and adorned with precious petals of goodness, mercy and love.
He removes my choking burdens.
I'm free to breathe.
He mends my wings.
I'm free to fly.
To be brave.