A New View

The sky was on fire
Vibrant shades of pink and orange
Danced across the morning air
but, I almost missed it.
I was looking out the wrong window

So many times am I
looking the wrong direction.

Instead of basking in the beauty of
God and soaking in the fact that
I am apart of His family with
all the privileges of a daughter of the King,
I accept another narrative;

A narrative that says
I am somehow not worthy;
that I am on…my …own…
in this cold grey world.
And that the giants
(which are way too big to slay)
Are left all up to me
to battle each day.

But the sky out this window
tells me otherwise
He… is…here…
in all his blazing beauty
doing impossible things and
inviting me to Himself and to His story

Oh how I wish I could get it;
that I could awake each morning aware
that I am cloaked in the robes of royality,
and not subject myself to the
rags that enslave me once again
To stop submitting to familiar ways of
shame and hiding.

But even so His grace
turns my face
Inviting me out
of the empty shadows
Love lavished on me
I am dipped in golden light
enveloped by beauty.
He leads me up to higher ground
It’s in His love is where I am found.

Colossians 3:1-3
Therefore, if you have been raised with Christ, keep seeking the things above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on the things above, not on the things that are on earth. *For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.


Life right now feels a bit untethered,
Like a spider’s web,
Floating in the breeze
I can’t see
What’s holding onto me
Glossy silk strand, reflecting light
Hangs in suspension soft and slight.

Not sure why or what’s the cause
Could be the changes,
Could be the loss,

But I am bringing myself to
Another point of view.
I will not forget Your Word,
I will not forget You.

I will not forget that
You will do what You say You will do.

My feelings are feelings,
Not the basis of my truth.
My Truth is sure and
It starts with You.

You say that I am yours
And that You’ll never leave.
You say that I am safe because
You ‘re holding onto me.
You say you go before me,
clearing out the way.
You say that You will always
Have the last say.

You are the one who fights for me.
You hold me up so I can see.
You’re my helper,
My holder,
And my faithful friend
You fill Me up to
Bless me all over again.

So no matter what my feelings say,
I am convinced things will be ok .
Because God, You promise to be my tether,
Both today, tomorrow, and forever.

Psalm 94: 16-19
“If God hadn’t been there for me, I never would have made it. The minute I said, “I’m slipping, I’m falling,” your love, God, took hold and held me fast. When I was upset and beside myself, you calmed me down and cheered me up.