Bravery.

Power made perfect in weakness.

When God shows up in a mighty way.

I see.

Not through eyes of my own

But the eyes of my creator.

I know.

Fearfully and wonderfully made

To get stronger when we take that step of faith

To allow light to break through our dark and messy.

I want.

And yet I know what is greater.

I move.

On days when it’s hard–I get up.

I hurt.

But I press on.

Because in You, I have no spirit of fear.

Power.

Love.

Self-discipline.

It can come from no where else but in You.

Seek You first.

Jesus.

King.

Lover of my soul.

I wake with a song on my lips.

One that inspires

And lights the flame in my spirit.

Do not let it go out!

Does my life fall in line with Your Word or is there something in my way?

I cry.

Lead my hand away from my own body.

We live in a world that allows what is physical and temporary to lead.

How many will continue to marry away their souls to passify false comfort?

Keeping them further away from Your blessings in waiting.

We are deeply loved by an intimacy that doesn’t last in empty touch.

Your power is made stronger when we acknowledge and lay down our weaknesses.

When we do not accept to continue in their heavy vices.

Search us and forgive our hearts.

Fix our eyes on the one who overcame.

Jesus.

King.

Truest lover of our souls.

I will wait in You.

Bravely.