In Your Strong Wing’s Shadow

Wildflower at my grandma’s

I’m to fear no evil in this world,
Since You make it all Your footstool;
I await the day when Your plans are unfurled,
And You, King of Kings, on Your throne forever, rule.

It’s an uphill battle and I’m losing ground,
Hide me in Your strong wing’s shadow
So that I may be safe and sound.
Hug me and never let me go!

Hold me in Your loving arms,
Protect me, even if it is from me.
Don’t let anyone bring my soul harm,
But if trials come, let it bring glory to Thee.

As long as You, my Lord, are walking beside me,
I shall try my best to fearlessly follow You;
Please, Jesus my Savior, abide in me,
So that Your will I may do!

And David himself saith in the book of Psalms (Grace’s note: Psalm 110:1), “The LORD said unto my Lord, ‘Sit thou on my right hand, till I make thine enemies thy footstool.’ ” Luke 20:42 – 43

Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in Thee: yea, in the shadow of Thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast. (Psalm 57:1)

Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of Thy wings… (Psalm 17:8)

Because Thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of Thy wings will I rejoice. (Psalm 63:7)

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28)

If ye abide in Me, and My words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you. (John 15:7)

Another poem I found in my drafts that I never posted. This one from July of last year. 🙂 And so is the photo. That was taken with my old camera if you can believe that. 😅


Broken Heart’s Embrace (Poem) & An Update On Life (January 17, 2018)

Tiger and Rabbit

Hello all! 🙂 It looks like I’m going to make up for not posting for the past few days by filling up your readers and inboxes today, haha.

If you have been following me long, you’ve probably noticed that I don’t talk about my life much in terms of personal life. And I still don’t plan to share a whole lot, but at the same time, I want to be a little more open. (The “An Update On Life” title was inspired by Maggie’s Life Updates – if you haven’t been to her blog, I encourage you to drop by – her blog is amazing. I linked to it there. 😉)

I’m still battling with fear a bit, but it wasn’t as bad as that one instance a couple of weeks ago. The unknown is scary.  Dwelling on what the future may hold can easily make the here and now more miserable than it needs to be. “Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30 NASB) Why is it so hard sometimes to give things to God? I hold onto things for dear life that I shouldn’t be holding onto. Always thinking of the worst case scenario and then believing that will happen when that’s not necessarily true. I’m not omnipresent, omniscient, or omnipotent. I don’t know the future. It’s not as if worrying will actually help anything anyway, even if I knew the future. It wouldn’t change it.  It would probably do the opposite, for “…who of you by being worried can add a single  hour to his life?” (Matthew 6:27 NASB) Really. Worrying would most likely take hours away from life, not just in the long run, but all the wasted hours worrying that could have been spent elsewhere are lost forever because once the time is gone, there is no way to get it back. But I do know one thing – as I go through life, Jesus will be with me, so I needn’t fear.  Now to convince my brain so it will stop worrying… (Haha, wow, this paragraph was massive. 😅 Moving along to the last part of the update…)

And as if that’s not enough… if you read my post titled New Year, New Things, you probably saw the photos of my cats that I shared. Last week, Rabbit died suddenly; you’ll probably recognize at least one of the photos below. It was a huge shock; I didn’t realize she was sick, she seemed fine the evening before, and I found her gone the next morning. She would have been 10 years old this Spring. In her memory, I’m going to post a collage of a few photos of her (and her siblings that happen to be in the photos with her) that I’ve taken over the years.

I’ve been an emotional mess for the past week for these reasons, as you can imagine. Also, because of all of this, I don’t know how often I will be posting on WordPress for a while. (I do, however, plan to catch up on responding to comments today if possible – I’m days behind! 😱)

I wrote a poem last year for Rosie and other pets that I have lost over the years. In Rabbit’s honor, I’m sharing it below.

Broken Heart’s Embrace

Today it hurts too much
To ruminate on images of your face
Or your loving touch
On my broken heart’s embrace…

Pain dulls the delight
Of memories we shared way back when
Like a shade over the light
Until I wonder if it will come back again.

Remembering reflections
Moments of sweet and bitter sorrow
Mingle with recollections
That will be more cheerful tomorrow.

Someday it won’t hurt so;
The pain will be dulled by the bliss,
Tears of sadness won’t flow,
And will be replaced by joy’s kiss.

I Shall Not Fear

I shall not fear
Fear can’t linger here
Here within my soul
My soul that once was cajoled
Cajoled by death and sin
Sin which Jesus battled to win
Win, He did, defeated the serpent
Serpent who had me in chains, now sent
Sent away, no longer having power
Power to make me cower
Cower, shake and shiver
Shiver – no, I shall not fear

Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. (Isaiah 41:10 ESV)

Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you at the proper time, casting all your care upon Him; for He careth for you. (First Peter 5:6-7)

In peace I will both lie down and sleep, For You alone, O LORD, make me to dwell in safety. (Psalm 4:8 NASB)

There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.  (First John 4:18 KJV)

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. (Psalm 23:4 KJV)

I sought the LORD, and He heard me and delivered me from all my fears. (Psalm 34:4 KJV)

When I am afraid, I put my trust in You. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I shall not be afraid. (Psalm 56:4 NASB)

The Hemingway Rewritten theme is now live! And I added Recent Comments and Most Liked widgets at the bottom, along with the Goodreads widget. 😀 On the sidebar (YAAAY I like the sidebar already! XD), I put the widgets that I thought would be used most plus added a Follow Me thing so you can find me on Pinterest, Goodreads, and Duolingo! 😀

Funny story: This is not the poem that I mentioned in my previous post. Turns out, God had other poem plans. I believe this is called the Anadiplosis poem style, and it also starts and ends with the same line, which I think has a name but I forgot what it was. 😅 A few days ago, when I was finally starting to get better, I had a panic attack. It really felt like I was going to die. A friend suggested that I order the fear away, which I had not tried before, and it worked. Praise Jesus! His name is powerful! (The same friend sent me the first three verses up there during that attack – thank you! 😊) So that’s where this poem came from.  I also realized that I was letting fear rule almost everything that I do. I almost didn’t start this blog in April of 2016 because I was afraid. I almost stopped posting because I’m so shy that talking to people was causing me fear. I was hesitant to change my theme because I was afraid I’d wreck my blog. And that’s the tip of the iceberg. But… “I am no longer a slave to fear, I AM A CHILD OF GOD!” (No Longer Slaves – Voices Of Lee. They are amazing. Click below to listen!)

Diamond Heart

Diamond Heart

Depression clouds hung overhead,
Dark thoughts swirled in the storm;
Lightning struck and happiness fled,
Sadness without shape, without form.

Depression spawned twisters that destroy
Everything that was dear to me.
Storage once upon a time held joy;
Tornadoes scattered all that was near to me.

My diamond heart has broken,
And the shards cut into my soul;
The pieces are a sharp token
To what once was whole.

My Father picks up the debris,
And with His loving hand,
Uses His Love to recreate me,
And glues it together again.

Diamond hearts may shatter,
But I know that I will heal;
The pain will no longer matter,
For through the storm, His love, I feel,

From the very heavens above.
He will never from me part.
My Lord rebuilds, so I may love
With all of my diamond heart. 💖

I almost feel like this is a companion to Stained Glass, one of the first poems I shared on this blog. (Which was in July of 2016… my how time flies! 😊)

Spread The Gospel

It’s week nineteen of 100 Word Wednesday, and here is the photo and my response. 🙂 If you’d like to join in, just click the link! 😉

Photo By William Stitt

I’m waiting for the crowds,
The goal was to evangelize;
Spread the Gospel aloud,
But only to quickly realize…

I’m afraid; I cannot speak
What am I supposed to say and do?
It’ll come out like a squeak.
Looks like my attempt is through…

The streets are filled, but I’m ignored,
Terrified; I can’t do this alone!
What do I do, My Lord, I implore!
“Child, you aren’t on your own…”

Once I sat on the bench, dejected;
Now I’m no longer filled with fear!
I declare His Word – but they’re rejected,
Pearls before swine – I move on from here.

Draw Nigh!

I was recently inspired to write a few poems based on Psalms. I wondered, if the Psalms are songs, then does this mean that in Hebrew they rhyme like many modern songs do? (And if anyone reading this happens to know the answer to that, I would love it if you’d enlighten me. 😉) And then I decided to see if I could rhyme it, though I ended up making it more unique in the end instead of really “basing” it on the psalm… it would probably be more accurate at this point to say a poem was “inspired by” a psalm. 😂 Anyway, this is the result of that endeavor. 🙂

This one was inspired by Psalm 88, which you’ll find at the bottom of this post for reference. However, as Pete pointed out, this is one of the few psalms that doesn’t praise God. And I wanted a little bit of an acknowledgement of how much He has done for us in there, so this isn’t supposed to be exact or anything. 😊

Draw Nigh!

O LORD, God of my salvation,
I have cried day and night unto thee;
Hear my prayer; hear my exclamation;
For I feel this is the death of me.

I feel as if I’m going down into the pit;
Like I’m dead inside and I’m in the grave
I have no more vigor to withstand it.
Will you, with Your mighty hand, save?

It is as though your anger is upon me
As if Your wrath has been made known;
I am drowning within a torrential sea
Of my own tears; will You leave me to drown?

My closest friends have cast me aside
They find me grotesque and vile
Therefore, I cannot go out; I am shut inside
My eyes are tired from crying all the while

To the dead, will You show wonders?
Will those in the tombs praise You?
Will Your love be shown to graves, asunder?
Will forgetfulness lay claim to Your virtue?

My prayer comes to You each daybreak;
Can You hear my beating heart shatter?
Sometimes I wonder what notice You take
Of the pieces in my chest; does it even matter?

Why does it seem like You abandoned me?
Why does it seem You left me here to die?
What am I missing, what is it I don’t see?
O LORD my God, come back, draw nigh!

I am reminded over and over again
That it isn’t my strength that matters
It is He who defeated Death and Sin
Even when my own soul is in tatters

I know that evil doesn’t come from You
It comes from the one who has already lost
I shouldn’t worry, You’ll bring me through!
For You, my Lord, have paid the cost.


Foggy Night In Arkansas

Psalm 88 (KJV)

1: O LORD God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:
2: Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;
3: For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
4: I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
5: Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.
6: Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.
7: Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah.
8: Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.
9: Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
10: Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead? shall the dead arise and praise thee? Selah.
11: Shall thy lovingkindness be declared in the grave? or thy faithfulness in destruction?
12: Shall thy wonders be known in the dark? and thy righteousness in the land of forgetfulness?
13: But unto thee have I cried, O LORD; and in the morning shall my prayer prevent thee.
14: LORD, why castest thou off my soul? why hidest thou thy face from me?
15: I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: while I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
16: Thy fierce wrath goeth over me; thy terrors have cut me off.
17: They came round about me daily like water; they compassed me about together.
18: Lover and friend hast thou put far from me, and mine acquaintance into darkness.