Broken Pottery
Come to Me
I am the Healer
You will see
Oh deep mysteries
Belong to me
In knowing this you will be free
FREE to laugh
FREE to cry
FREE to dance
FREE to sigh
Beloved, Beloved..
You belong to me,
Your Creator, Your Friend, Your Sustainer
You are not alone
Come boldly to my throne
I am waiting patiently
For you to behold Me
My fullness you will see
My pain, my joy, my justice, my love...
All of this is in the scars I bare
Beautiful they are
One day you will know
But as for now just GAZE
Don't look away
I want to catch your eye
Look deep into mine
Don't be afraid
Tell me what you see...
Tell me what you feel...
Tell me what you hear...
3 comments:
When I think about you, I have a happy heart. I love you.
what a beautiful and poignant poem - Dad and I were discussing the cd you gave Gram and he is overwhelmed - i haven't heard it yet. I read him your vision in the devotional....God has annointed you to write and share what you have and are going through and what he shows you . we love you so much...mom
Do you remember you word Sunday night for the community? Tonight He said to me "Lauren's love and life."
:)
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