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Weary-eyed Dreamer
Weary eyed dreamer, You must know you’re not the only one. As sure as the sun rises in the morning my heart breaks in mourning, for the brokenness around us that surrounds us, providing distrust. Know that your tears are in good company, and the ache that seeps into your soul is our inheritance! And we will wear it with pride, because that ache has spurned hope. A hope that endures. So open your eyes and set them on the horizon, there were dreamers before us and more soon to come. Lift up your chin, never be ashamed of the hard work to be done. Because as long as there’s faith our war will be won.
- j r
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The Son
He is the sun, The Son.
Bringing light to all that he touches, reaching grasping yearning for all of us
Providing everflowing warmth that reaches from our heads down to our toes spilling into our souls
a sweet warmth that grows into a heat so piercing it can melt stone stone the stone that is our heart stubborn fixed and cold
He is so much more more than the sun that rises in the east and sets and the west For He has risen but he will never set never rest never cease
There is no cloud that can overcast Him and no shadow out of His reach for His light His grace His love Is all powerful.
- jenna r
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It's been raining all week, so I'm reminiscing last week already.
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Black Sheep
Ba ba black sheep have you any wool? No sir, no sir I’m cleaned out, left a fool. I’ve given and given and let them rule: my life, my choices, my decisions, I’m weak. Relinquished all that I have. Inadequate, bleak. Praise the Lord I’m forgiven, provided for, saved. Always undeserving yet abundantly loved, I've given God less than nothing and He's sent me His Son.
- jenna r
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Unearned Love
He loves me on days when no one else can, a love that has no end. He’s perfectly faithful when I fail Him again, and again and again. If you don’t truly know Him you can’t begin to comprehend what it means that He chose me when I was broken, lost in my sin.
- jenna r
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Plants are to sunlight as I am to seclusion.
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My little one, Boba Fett, turned 2 years old today. They grow up so fast! ❤️🐶🎉
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I hold my tears in because I’m afraid they’ll betray my secrets…
- j r
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A gentle shiver seeps into my bones, swift and zealous, rooting itself to the depths of their marrow. I’m shaken to my core, and God, I love you. My Lord, I’m yours.
- jenna r
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Rest Aflutter
I don’t even know you and I love you. Or…I want to love you.
I long to hear your deepest secrets, the ones you think might make me leave and I want to want to spill mine too, even if they may send you running.
I crave for you to stare into my eyes, so I see my fears mirrored in the depths of yours.
I yearn for you to know I’ll stay- no matter the trial, no shadow of doubt, - by my simple soft caress.
I want to love you to the point it bewilders me and realize you feel the same.
I don’t even know you and I’m scared for the day, but impatient all the same.
- jenna r
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The Son
He is the sun, The Son.
Bringing light to all that he touches, reaching grasping yearning for all of us
Providing everflowing warmth that reaches from our heads down to our toes spilling into our souls
a sweet warmth that grows into a heat so piercing it can melt stone stone the stone that is our heart stubborn fixed and cold
He is so much more more than the sun that rises in the east and sets and the west For He has risen but he will never set never rest never cease
There is no cloud that can overcast Him and no shadow out of His reach for His light His grace His love Is all powerful.
- jenna r
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Bright Ire
Wicked is the sun rising constantly to bring hope. A freshday, a clean slate Lies, foolish lies. I know better faith has been altered. The future laying on my horizon is rigorous, Such as Prometheus bound to one repetitive thrashing. Vultures, picking at me, never enough. Eternal, execrable critics. Single minded, unbreakable walls. I beg thee, Vanish you taunting sun.
- jenna r
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Incandescence
The east brings light, twinkling off the morning dew. The beaming heat of the sun, its everlasting glow, spill across my cheek Delicately consoling me as I sprawl across its canvas. Image as fresh as the start that lays ahead, heat as warm as my revived heart, radiance as invigorating as the pristine day it calls forth. Rays of glistening light dance across the green bladed surface, graceful ballerinas, precise and agile with every elegant pirouette. A blessing is in the sun which rises above.
- jenna r
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Enticing Enigma
Tittering on the edge I bite my lip and clasp my heart. Ready for the drop the dive, the plunge, the unknown. My hopes are set on flight, a success that can’t be planned. My heart is set on adventure - a freedom intended be blind. I take the jump, risk it all. And what comes next I’m unaware. That sweet bliss is life.
- jenna r
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Take me back to Japan please, anyone. Miso homesick.
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Dark Roast
coffee shop love, you smiled at me and in my return I waited for you no promise of requital I seek no such thing just curiosity lingers as I sip from this brew. a ringed coffee mug stain rings out, calling to you sitting, I ponder if you wonder too…
- jenna r
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Mood: Coffee.
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