She reaches for that next title . Another amazing book written. This could be the one she can hold dear, the one that ‘gets’ her, the one where the words resonate with her heart. The one that She holds on to forever because its knows her heart too!
She extracts quotes that resonate and make her heart stronger. Yet. Always looking for that story that fits to help her rise again!
You, speak those words dear friend.
You photograph the art.
You write it.
YOU! Yes you!
Further as she yearned more for that next book promoted that the realisation came, the answer of course is already deep inside.
Years of journeying with her God and Saviour, watching and reading life.
There’s a tapestry oft torn and oft broken but always rewoven in.
A new message is being finely threaded in. Rise because of Grace.
The story you need desperately is in others, yet, dig deep because it’s inside of you .
Pen the words, type them in.
Be still, let go of your preconceived ideas and widen the horizons before you.
Express the authentic you
Find the artist in you.
She ponders here.
Its not clear
Sees through the glass dimly.
Trust as she steps through the wardrobe and into Narnia.
Peeping out through caution and fear. Tentatively she moves towards the dream.
The 3 Ps .
The characters played out in her lifetime. An ordinary life. Godliness is the one sitting listening. Remember Mary.
She listens to the song in her heart. Making sense of an end is impossible at the beginning.
She treads the ocean with the faith that brought her here and the waves won’t worry her.
The props are falling one by one . The characters that she leaned into have completed their song. Yet. There’s a Strong Tower that’s holding her
God’s name is a place of protection—good people can run there and be safe.
And so it is she folds it away like the books she read and the knowledge and the wisdom .
The vision is inside her.
While the storm is hitting the rocks
A whisper speaks inside you
Listen to the breathe and the truth and the story inside of you.
Quietly let it unfold
There is a story in you and me.
Written before we were born
He is faithful to bring us into the fullness of it.
But those who wait upon God get fresh strength.
They spread their wings and soar like eagles,
They run and don’t get tired,
they walk and don’t lag behind.
Let the art and the words cause you to rise. Cause us all to rise .
It is the poetry of hands to bring your story to the world to let the bowed body and hurting heart rise.
The main aim is to rise my daughter my friend. To write your story a gift to yourself. Never forget you have a story to write.