Dried Ink

Of Grace and Glory

The streets glimmer with gold And my footsteps echo with relief As I run to meet my Lover And fall into His arms of rest   His eyes hold love unfiltered As He gazes tenderly upon me, Seeing the perfect reflection of His Son And my glittering crown of grace   No more do I… Continue reading Of Grace and Glory

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Calvary

Growing up, I never understood the fuss about Easter. Christmas was the holiday when I unwrapped gifts, ate my favourite dishes till I couldn't breathe and wore the fanciest dresses. But Easter always seemed calm, if not gloomy. My parents would make us fast and pray, and family devotions always seemed to drag for hours… Continue reading Calvary

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When It Happens

When the storm rages in my soul Teach me to sit still at your feet   When my mind wanders on journeys lost Show me that your love is my compass, pulling me back to you   If tears roll down my cheeks as I walk this path of forgiveness Help me to see that… Continue reading When It Happens

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LAST NIGHT’S LOVE STORY

At the dead of the night, you listen to my heartbeat, Dancing to the rhythm of my breath as I sleep You are so in love with who I am Because I am your child   You live within me and flourish around me In my dreams, you are light Beaming bright, warding off the… Continue reading LAST NIGHT’S LOVE STORY

Lost Letters

From Noel

Dear You, Do you remember your first Christmas? How you gazed in awe as beautiful lights illuminated your eyes and brilliant decorations dazzled your world. Do you remember? How you wobbled around as your feet swayed to the love songs written for your Saviour? Do you remember your first Christmas? How you cried for your… Continue reading From Noel

Lost Letters

From Prodigal

Dripping with blood, weighed down by my filth You looked at my crimson robe and smiled Your body was broken, but your spirit called out to me “child..”  Love so overwhelming Yet so reassuring It pours like an avalanche Yet kisses with feather-like affection  Its sweetness kills my bile And forces my closed heart open… Continue reading From Prodigal