Let the breath of heaven flow with grace,
As the gathering of angels fills this place.
Soaring high, both near and wide,
His Name, our banner, strength and guide.
Refine the oil, let its glow be bright,
Let our lives shine with newfound light.
The table cleared, a meal prepared,
The taste is unknown, yet richly shared.
New strength will rise, our souls renew,
As chaff falls off, our eyes see true.
Soar higher still, both far and near,
Review the vision, make it clear.
Let God reveal the one piece so bold,
That makes the new vision to unfold.
Stop and see the enemy’s sway,
Unusual creatures bring delay.
Yet God brings joy to light our stay,
His Hand will guide, His truth will stay.
Topple the foes who seek control,
Let revival sound where your feet stroll.
Curveballs come and they go
They exist in mere
Fragments of time
As they test our consciousness
And stretch our faith
They provide us with an opportunity to define
Who we really are
Curveballs come and they go
They are not meant
To rip us apart
As they challenge our focus
And strengthen our hope
They provide us with a fresh start
On a journey of self-renewal
Curveballs come and they go
They rouse within us
A defining change
As they lift our perspective
And expand our goals
They provide us with a range
For our dreams
Curveballs come and they go
They refine us so that we
Extract the best
As they raise the curtains
That lay bare our souls
They provide us with the tests
To emancipate our hearts
HEAT
Burn the dross out of gold,
Refine and purify,
Until nothing common remains
To scorch the soul
Into a flame of anger
Or selfish desire.
Leave behind the foolish thought,
Then the gold of pure joy
And pure peace
Bring the sweet glow
Of pure love
To enrich the soul.
Copyright 2000, Kathryn Search
Please refine my emotions.
How long will I do
this for you?
O Lord how shall I overcome stress
All it just piles creating mess
Will there ever be complete peace
And my doubts die as I’m at bliss
Why certain mistakes I commit
Unknowingly though damn it..!
How to regain the lost image
How to rebuild the damage
Nothing happens without a reason
This surely has a purpose unison
Waiting to have pure public figure
Bouncing back with might and vigour..!
All I need Thy benedictions umpteen
To reach the climax of character clean..!!
You get to walk into a new day
While someone would give anything
To see a new day unfold
You get to inhale a breath of fresh air
While somewhere someone is struggling
For every breath they take
Your life might be full of challenges
While someone would give their last
Just to feel something,
Just to feel anything again
Your today might not be what you had in mind
But in this instant someone would love
To have just an inch of what you have
Do not measure your capacity by the lack of something
Measure it by the grace you walk in
Because every step and
Every breath
Speaks of grace
Even through pain
Even through heartache
Broken doesn't mean finished product
It means in production to refinery
©123016022016
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