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YOU ARE DEEPLY ENMESHED AND THOSE DARK CLOUDS THAT SURROUND YOU ARE STEALING YOUR LIGHT OF DAY . YOU SEE DARK AND WONDER EACH DAY IF THIS WILL BE YOUR LAST. YOU HAVE CARVED OUT A PATH FOR YOURSELF THROUGH SHEAR DETERMINATION AND WONDER, WHY YOU ARE STILL HERE. YOU KNOW YOU CAN SWIM THE WATERS OF SAD BUT ARE WISHING FOR A HEALING AND SOMEONE TO TELL YOU THAT YOU WILL BE FINE.
YOU ARE NOT ALONE. YOU ARE BEING GUARDED BY AND ANGEL WHO LOVES YOU AND IS STRONGER THEN YOUR SADNESS. SHE GOES FROM SOUL TO SOUL LIGHTING THE WICK AND BRINGING PEOPLE WHOLENESS . HER NAME IS ANGEL JERRAPHINE. SHE KNOWS HER WAY TO YOUR SOUL AND SHE CAN VISIT YOU ANYTIME. CLOSE YOUR EYES AND LISTEN. PLACE YOUR RIGHT HAND ON YOUR HEART AND SAY, "CHANGE, I WELCOME YOU "
RECALL A SMILE OR IMAGINE YOURSELF A PAINTER PAINTING UP A SMILE. JERRAPHINE WANTS TO HEAL THE BROKENESS IN YOU. TRUST IN HER PRESENCE SO SHE CAN JOURNEY INSIDE OF YOU AND LIGHT YOUR HEART WITH HER LOVE. REACH OUT TO SOMEONE AND TELL THEM YOUR STORY. IF YOU HAVE NO ONE, THEN TELL ANGEL JERRAPHINE. SHE WELCOMES YOU AND WANTS TO GIVE YOU HOPE ALONG WITH THE SOUL MEDICINE YOU NEED. THIS IS DONE THROUGH YOUR MIND. SHE BELIEVES IN YOU AND KNOWS YOU CAN RISE ABOVE IF YOU DRAW THE CURTAINS BACK, SO DON'T GIVE UP. YOU ARE A PRECIOUS FLOWER AND YOU DESERVE TO GROW IN THE SUN. YOU ARE LOVED AND TREASURED BEYOND ALL MEASURE. HUGS ARE HERE FOR YOU. JUST BREATHE, INHALE AND RECEIVE THEM IN FAITH. THANK YOU FOR LISTENING TO ANGEL JERRAPHINE , SHE HAS BEEN CHANNELED BY
MYSTIC ROSE. UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN, BE WELL.
Always seek for someone who can be talked with. There will always be one who is willing to listen. Speak out. Be loud. Be heard. We can all fight depression.
Back to the Mount of Olives
Back to prayer and surrender.
Back to the feet of Jesus
Back to repentance rendered.
Back to a place of brokeness
Back to earnest pleading.
Back to our faces to the ground
Back to see Jesus bleeding.
Back to new consecration
Back to submission and tears.
Back to persevering prayer
Back to reverent fear.
Back to praying against temptation
Back to one hour of prayer.
Back to appalled by a misused kiss
Back to commitment there.
Back to a solitary place
Back to review what your call is.
Back to "fervently seek first His kingdom"
Back to the Mount of Olives.
They probed into my attic,
And were disturbed by what they found,
Accumulated years of cluttered thoughts,
And labeled me unsound.
They put me in a rubber room,
With chains upon my feet and hands,
They fed me pills to numb the roar,
And to kill my inner man.
The roar seemed to diminish,
I talked to flowers and to trees,
But somewhere along the way,
I lost the real me.
I look forward to my future,
But i really miss my past,
They tell me that im normal now,
Wonder if it will really last.
I remember who i was before,
They came to steal my brain,
Just a man whose heart was shattered,
Trying to deal silently with his pain.
I guess i didnt have the right,
To express my brokeness inside,
But theres no pill or institution,
That will make me run and hide.
I will always remember the good times,
I will treasure moments wrapped in love,
No matter what they think of me,
I'll always give thanks to God above.
I know one day he will rescue me,
And place on me a crown,
And he will wash from me the heartache,
Of the day that i fell down...
Today in Heaven a celebration
One of God's children has been welcomed home
Alex arrived at the gates of Heaven
Thankfully he didn't travel alone
Jesus lifted him from his brokeness
What was temporary has slipped away
A body of Glory gifted to him
With renewed strength he can start his first day
With a smile on his face and youthful strength
Alex knows God's promises are true
His days on the Earth have come to an end
Alex did all he needed to do
Special ones lost, who went before him
Are all gathered to welcome him home
All of his tears have been wiped away
He knows he will never be alone
Although on earth we are sad today
Alex looks down on us with a smile
He does not wish, for us to be sad
We'll be reunited with him in a while
Dedicated to our Brother in Christ
who has been welcomed home.
Oh! What a beautiful vase
Having selected the choicest one
It is so smooth, colors so grand
This one is the finest in the land
Was not always so
When at life did play
It fell shattered on the floor
Broken into a thousand pieces or more
Pieces were scooped up in their broken
State, carried to the Potter's house
There to wait their fate
Placing them on the shelf
To sit there all by themselves
Alone, shattered, no longer secure
But broken, torn, ugly refuge
Of use no more, ready to go home
Then the Potter removed it from
The shelf, saturated with His tears
And let it sit and soak to soften
To remove the abuse of the years
Any fears, any vileness, any hate
Then the Potter picked up the pieces
To restore the beautiful shape
He filled all the cracks, dreams, visions
Made each break stronger still
So in the latter half of life
This vase would be better useful
More genuine and very real
Upon the shelf is sitting
The vase with the Potter's
Touch his hand has restored
Given it the loving grace
Form:
I once knew a little girl coming of age. She often put her trust in people, places and things. She met liars, cheaters, users, abusers frequently in her mind, soul
her self esteem broke, her kindness taken for weakness she was labeled a fool,
crazy, stupid because she cared too much. ungrateful individuals seemed
to be captured by her presence. places she treaded searching for an escape
only to face mental abuse on repeat that turnt to broken trust, disappointments,
and physical abuse that turnt to brokeness. weariness seeking to regain her
Self-control, spiraling out of control, continously lied on, her name scandalized. She's wearing these labels for game? and often the topic for belittlement, She
was ridicule . This little broken, despite that she is overcoming, striving to stay
on track for this little girl is blooming into a woman that holds love in her broken
spirit to dim her light yet stillness and tranquility remains in her heart.
His presence was like the screeching
From someone scraping a fingernail
Down a blackboard
But I would miss him despite it all
He wasn’t the one for me really
He was tempted by drink
And women and anything that
Wasn’t a reality in his life
His life is filled with lost moments
And lost causes because he
Doesn’t give in to the need to be
Responsible and caring
He said he loved me with his heart
But it was a love for what it brought
When I gave to him all that I had
And didn’t take anything back
He was afraid to really open up
No one knew what he was
Because he only showed his mask
Of joy and kindness and no grief
Grief was a part of his deepest heart
It wound around his soul creating
A wound that wouldn’t heal or scar
Because it was continually reopened
He was a liar with all that he said
No promises whispered that were fulfilled
He didn’t want anyone to see the real man
The one who had problems deeper than sin
And, sometimes, some ways, I miss him
Even though I never once believed in him
I could not because he was a broken word
That refused to be spoken or written down
each of us in broken in some form or fashion
be it external or internal we all have our share and ration
the brokeness that characterizes the particulars in our lives
the brokeness that comes in the guise of daily struggle and strife
twenty-nine families became broken on that fatal day
in that West Virginia mine
the sense of safety of New York City was broken when they found a bomb
in that Square called Times
out-sourcing and down-sizing have broken our economy which is now in disarray
the brokeness of Immigration Reform needs to be fixed right away
oil spills, tornadoes and flash floods have broken some communities and lives
but the brokeness of our souls in the Garden of Eden was healed by Jesus' sacrifice
"Take this bread" Jesus said with thanks as He passed it around
"Eat this bread", it's a symbol of My body so that My spirit of peace in you will be found
"Drink this wine" He said with thanks "It's a symbol of My blood"
"Drink this wine in rememberence" that it's you I'll always love
we've been bruised and abused, we've been mentally and physically harmed
but by the stripes on Jesus we've healed and have made it through life's storms
He was pierced for our transgressions and crushed for our iniquities
His sacrifice, His crucifixion so new mercies we would all come to see
God's grace will always be sufficient to cover every aspect of our lives
God's mercy will always be sufficient as it was for His Son Jesus the Christ
we are broken and blessed now ready to give God all the glory
we are broken and blessed and that will always be our story
some people think life's a game
hurting others over and over again
I came from a broken family
I came from a broken home
and someties I was locked out on the streets to roam,
the brokeness in my childhood caused insecurities and brokeness in my own adult life
But Lord when I completley gave my life to you I was finaly free from all the pain and strife,
after 30 years I was complete and whole again
even through my most troubled times you loved me just the same,
Lord I carn't thank you enough for giving a new life to me and my family
words Just carn't describe how much you we do adore
and through your goodness our lives you did restore,
Lord you are more precious and more valuable than any earthly thing
you're the only one who makes our heart sing,
I am sorry for the times I may of been a litle bit defiant
I am sorry for the times I may of been self reliant
i am sorry for the times I may not of been the best that i could be
and Lord i'll be forever thankful that through your Grace and Compassion
that you restored me.
In his kindness God called you to share in his eternal Glory by means of Jesus Christ. So
after you have suffered a little while , he will restore, support, and strengthen you and he will
place you on a firm foundation. all power to him forevr Amen. 1 peter 5 verses 10 and 11.
when people shatter our lives and our world comes crashing down God never fails to pick us
back up and puts our pieces back together, even stronger than we were before, God gives
every one freedom of choice it's not his fault when people choose to hurt us, he Just loves us
and catches us when we fall. God loves us with an everlasting love, never will he leave us
never will he forsake us, my life was broken apart more than once but I thank the Lord
that he restored my life and made me the person I am today. Amen
Let me write one chapter of my life
A chapter that is free from brokeness
One word built upon another
That foundation word is agape love
Pity that some of the foundations laid remain
Amiss because the most important stone
A foundation stone from above was absent
That rock, brick, or cement block weakened
Nothing solid to hold it together just pile of stones
That is shaky or brick with no morter _ready to crumble
First little tremor or heavy rain and the rock moves
One and then another soon the safety net of home gone
Let the final chapter read the foundation repaired
The home saved looks better today than at anytime
Freshly painted, floors repaired, comes with all modern
Appliances, looks better than when it was built eons ago
(Used some metaphoric language with irregular meter)