Author: In Her Heart Healing

God took me dancing

God took me dancing

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God took me dancing

With song praise in church,
I was ready to hear,
Ready to encounter,
Ready to be near,
As I soaked in God’s essence he grabbed my hand and started to dance.

My hand in his he whirled me under,
Danced me around, spinning, wonder.

My hands and feet where ready to go,
And my body was almost gonna take my man for the show,
With nudges from God, I gripped my mans hand,
Do I make a fool outta me and my man?

I was eased into thinking okay,
My stomach in knots,
As I contemplated the onlooking gaze,
My hand reached out, reaching towards God,
My other hand encompassed by the hand of my man,
I felt myself float dancing with both of those men, my man and my father, all hand in hand.

Dear Lord, may the readers be blessed by your works today. Amen.

Gods intervention

Gods intervention

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When God intervenes,
It’s gonna be good,
Trust and pray, God’ll have his say,

He keeps veins from collapsing,
The moment he needs it,
Not a miracle of the world,
Could have saved his life so sweetly.

We turn to him and He loves our song,
Singing Hallelujah loud, in our unique tone.

In tune or out, it’s not that that counts,
It’s the push and the passion,
Our thankful hearts singing out loud.

And while men try, experiment on those alive,
Men try to make elephants into mammoths,
Paying buckload of payments,
While they can’t fix the people,
God swoops in, for those who believe,
He cures, helps and uplifts those in need,
Those that pray, and those that worship,
Those that stick to the rules of his garden,
But him first, above all others,
He will pay their weakness with his strength,
Activated by faithful human weakness,

I pray Lord, these people feel your greatness.

Amen.

Mummas rough night.

Mummas rough night.

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Pop over here and a smack for my eye,
Fidgety legs and waggly toes,
Neighbours dogs yapping,
They’re telling it off,
Restless kids in their beds, smacking up the wall,

And I’m over here, eyes hanging out,
Clicking my body, so I don’t get stuck,
I’m bruised and sore, tired too…
But what’s a mumma supposed to do?

I close my eyes,
I lay right back, try to sleep but there’s something bangin’ out the back,
So I open my phone, do some work,
Pray a bit and sort stuff out,
I think of you,
Are you dreaming pleasant things,
I pray some more,

God’s needing still,

the quiet time to talk with me.

The unpopular 2022 – a prayer.

The unpopular 2022 – a prayer.

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To our father who art in heaven,
Bless the new year come,
Each and every one set forth,
That one day you may come,
In this new reign of “king” may go for fourth years,
You will remain faithful unto your children upon this land,
For I will praise you every day,
For in me you want a friend,
You delight in me Lord,
You hold my imperfect hand, until the very end,

Many are celebrating the new year,
And who is speaking to you?
Watch over us now closely Lord,
I love you Lord, thank you for you have no end.

In Jesus holy name, amen.

Less than Divine.

Less than Divine.

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Lonely



Oh when I’m lonely I gotta call upon God,
Making his way to me he clears the path,
It’s a long stretch of road,
Full of loneliness and strife,
But lean into God, he can make it alright.

He is my refuge, my saviour, my company,
He’s there at a call, by any means his name.
And when I am lonely, I seek him, I’ll let him reign,
He will take my lonliness and throw it right out,
He will knock down the door, he’ll grab it by name,
He will abandon my lonliness, like it’s never seen again,
He will take me and comfort me,
He helps me sleep sound,
I’ll ask him, I’ll call and he rescues me.

I know what those pits are, those mental trap holes,
The black empty ditch, had all the ladders withdraw,
Deep hidden mess of the soul,

He reaches right down and takes grasp of that wrench,
Grabs it tight and throws it to the lion’s den,
Devoured in seconds, that feeling of mine.

Comfort restored, by the one, by the Divine.

Dear Lord, Lord of Moses,
Restore these souls that read my messages,
Show them the way and help them to be brave when they feel less than divine.
In Jesus name, amen.


Shame of invisible pain.

Shame of invisible pain.

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My inability to do things,
Brings me deep shame and discomfort,
Making me hide the blame.

I can’t do anything about it,
I could and actually I do,
My mindset is as strong because of my discomfort,
And my inability to do…

I can’t do things that requires wrist strength,
I’ve always struggled, from playing sports to holding pots,
I was and am never much good.

I can’t hold heavy things for long with my hands,
My wrists give way, cave in, folding,
Buckling to the strain….

Buttons on my hips areas, little pockets in my pants,
Finicky little things and whatnot become a task to do.

I always thought I was clumsy,
Smashing down the plates,
Accidentally almost dropping them was just in due course,
Otherwise if I wasn’t clumsy with my shitty wrists I was seen as slow and lazy,
Fumbling over the bits…

And it crushed my self esteem,
Having shitty wrists…
Couldn’t see the problem,
Well then it can’t exist.

The things those labels did to me,
Being slow, lazy or careless…
I could just be slow and careful…
Or quick and careless…

Deep shame and worthlessness,
Pains me to this day,
Having my teenage daughter struggle,
Makes me wonder if her wrists are the same…..




Just because something isn’t understood or if it’s unseen doesn’t mean it magically doesn’t exist. Be nice to those you meet, especially if you disagree.



Guitars can’t sing.

Guitars can’t sing.

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I’m getting my guitar fixed,
So I can sing my rhymes into songs,
Strumming along,
I will play til I get strong,

Plucking the guitar strings,
Playing all the notes,
Tuning in to my gift,
It will be a smooth little rift,

As I pull the acustic to my lap,
Keeping my fingers strumming to a smooth rap,
Relaxing as I’m playing,
The words are whispered out,
Then when I get to the comfy place I can let it all out,

Singing only for the pleasure,
I do not sing in tune,
Deafened sounds to some,
I can sing my kids to sleep as they fall asleep in their rooms.

And that is all I play for,
That is my entire set,
Playing for my loved ones,
Is my favourite project yet.