Being Vulnerable

He soothes my mind Like a gentle rain falling Kissing naked skin With nurturing from Him The Creator of time The Giver of insight The Power of winds and tide Praise pours from me, sprinkling In small verses of joy Inspirations of adoration For the One who knows My heart, my soul, my dreams The way I feel and the way I breathe A prayer of faith to Him, my Savior Whenever I chase grace – roaming The scriptures with a need for His Gift of wisdom, truth, brilliance Psalms cling to my thoughts Whispering miracles and hope Coloring me in hues of stardust Warmth, lavender lights so soft They reflect only the fresh songs Of oceanic applause rejoicing Singing comfort through my reveries In a chorus of beautiful, clean scents A delicate love woven through humility Chastening rumors and hearsay Refusing the darkness of a tongue Sated by lies and deceptions, slanders Sliding down the throats of swindlers Who never take the truth to heart Where it will bring salvation to a soul Longing for God’s gifts of the spirit So dazzling they radiate across lives Shining like moon and stars on the night There is the black hole of evil’s darkness And there is the light of good’s enchantment Only the Savior of heaven and earth can tell Where to escape the fires of pain and dread Come to the quiet redemption of the one Who knows that God is still on the throne And He is still controlling it all, even the dark Deep inside, where heart and soul collide There is a sense of assurance and hope Promises to the one who sincerely believes The word of God, the sacred writings Welcoming needs – wants and aspirations Confidence in the truth that will reveal Answers from God to those who simply read The directions found in this book of faith A bible filled with an amazing, living grace He silences all of my fears With light that fills shadows Dreams in vibrant shades of pleasure Glorifies the One who died for my soul And taught me that love is an open door For anyone who will come hungry And give Him the chance to fill them With a peace that is alive and revives Even the dead hopes that tremble On the edge of a dewdrop so tender With God, being vulnerable Doesn’t mean you’re weak With God, being vulnerable Means that you can finally see!