My words, His response.
A tug and pull of Spirit, Father and Friend.
A response to a gift that’s one of a kind
A painting, a story, a promise.
A canvas so innocent. Truth so striking.
A gift of hope from a true friend
A gift of vision for what is to come
A gift of remembrance for battles past
A girl at a big grey wall once again. Oh how He loves her.
A gift to keep fighting, growing, loving, healing and thanking
To keep pressing forward in gentle days, rugged days and boring days
To maintain a posture of heaven and pause with the sacred
A battle fought, a battle won. A battle wound surfaces again.
Hope is rising
Hope is waiting
Hope is multiplying
A hesitant brush on a canvas page.
Hope is me and hope is you
Relax into my Presence, He says
Soak your soul in my truth
Let me love you closer to me
I paint determined to break light out of dark.
An expectant gift, but one with no pressure, no strings attached
Just a wish and a promise to love as you find colors dancing in your soul
I paint desperate to see color rush through.
Awaken to color and beauty and rest
Your trust in God is sweet and deep
Trust in yourself is shaky and uncertain
Now. Paint now. Paint with your heart and soul until you bleed thanks.
Be brave dear heart and take a chance
Stumble, limp, dance and sing
Be not afraid of the strength in you
Be not afraid of the tenderness in you
Warmth. Peace floods.
Waves of doubt crash around your soul threaten to pull you under
Peace, be still, He says, She is mine
Transformation, my good old friend.
Piece by piece the wall comes down
Peace by peace until light breaks through
To speak the tongue of heaven. The language of life.
Sing out with joy
Heart be brave and take flight
Soul piercing, mind captivating, heart transforming.
Oh to hear you beyond myself
There is a time to rest and a time to be brave
Now be brave in your rest and restful in your brave
Safe, wild and free. Come to me.
And may stone wall break
Color is waiting to come rushing through
Color and light dizzy with expectation for you
Come to me and breathe in wide open spaces.
Are you ready?
It’s time to let go
I am here. I am good.