Archive for January, 2009


Transitions

So many goodbyes
So many hellos
I’m weary of changes
Weary of losing loved ones
No energy to love new friends
But I keep trying
The gaps need filling

More absences
More additions
It’s all so confusing sometimes
Sapping my strength with cold
While the warmth barely suffices
But I keep moving
Just to stay alive

All the bare trees
All the winter blossoms
I’m torn between death and life
But bareness will blossom again
Winter flowers fade to spring colors
So I keep looking
Present life, future beauty

Somehow I praise
Somehow I worship
I’m mindful of Creator’s will
Relying on His strength in me
When I have nothing left inside
Still I keep trusting
Faithfully hoping in Love

Psalm of Grace

My hands won’t stop shaking;
My insides are worse;
And dread leaves me quaking,
Completely submersed.
Still, You speak whispers
Of comfort and peace.
You don’t give me answers,
But always increase
Your presence around me
Till I come to know
Perfect love dwells within me,
And then the fears go.

Forever You’ve held me
Secure in Your hands.
You never have judged me;
For You understand
My frailty and weaknesses,
Heartaches and tears.
Through all my distresses,
I know You are near,
And I am still learning,
When I want to run,
That You are worth trusting
You can’t be outdone.

Choices blog

Check out the new page I posted under my prose section.

http://caracolleen.com/archives/choices/

Mental Rest, part 2

The hurting heart inside of me
Wears tears and scars from years of wounds,
Yet still I hope and trust in You
Whose scars and wounds outweigh my own.
Though things may come repeatedly
To tear my aching soul apart,
I’m sure of what You’ve promised me
A place of rest within Your heart.

Mental Rest

Pausing just a moment for mental rest,
I find a small place inside of me quiet,
Waiting for Your presence to manifest
In a way I can grasp-body, soul, spirit.
It’s not often my soul stills itself for You,
As rightly I should do more in this riot,
But now, unexpected, I linger anew
Because deep inside I can hear it…

Your voice speaking softly,
You whisper my name-
Calling me closer, wooing my will,
Lord, help me to focus again.

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