Less than Divine.

Less than Divine.

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.


Calling Broken Souls

Calling Broken Souls

Children,
Let them cry,
They know you’re there,
They feel you,
Show them how to hold,
Hold space,
Hold faith,
Strong hold of God,

In a dark of night,
In the snap of warfare,
When they children scream for external desires, once you’ve met their basic needs,
In the snap of tantrums,
In the snap of spiritual fire,
In the heat of the moment,
Call out His divine,

When depression hit dark,
In the middle of the night,
Not sleeping,
Not soundly,
No ones called the light,

In Jesus name I call you,
Come down upon those souls,
Heal and forgive them Lord,
Through their own terrible storms,

Heal the broken hearted,
Heal the dusty souls,
Heal the weak minded,
Heal them and us all,

In the name of the almighty,
In the name of our Lord,
In the name of the son,
In the name of our God,

Bring your graceful presence,
Heal the broken souls,
Rain down Your glory,
Heal our broken souls,

Be with us in the tough times,
Help us remember you in the grand,
Lord you’re with us forever,
Your presence in this land,

Help us speak the truth, Lord,
Drive our souls to your grace,
Shine your light from us, Lord,
Reveal your loving face,

Bless this land where we shall live,
Bless the ground beneath our feet,
Draw us into you Lord,
For we are children at your feet,

Lord give us the strength we need,
The blessings of your grace,
The blessing of your warm hugs,
Is done at your divine pace.

Lord, lead us into light,
The glory of your soul,
In Jesus name, forever,
We being glory to you Lord,
In Jesus name, I pray.
Amen.








The Darkfilled lights

The Darkfilled lights

God stands by me,
When I feel hollowed out,
Unjust, imperfect, full ruffled, feeling without,
He finds a way for me to be light,
Filled up by grace, his spirit filled might,

He stands by me,
Not in front nor behind,
Always by my side,
Even though the long dark night,

To remember his promise,
His only given son,
Gave his blood for us,
So one day I might shine His light

Self worth.

Self worth.

How much do I think I’m worth?
A crumpled up $100 note?
Am I worth the time to take care of me?
Making me a priority,
Looking after my health?

Do I think somedays I’m a crumpled bag,
Dirtied in the side walk?
Not worth good food,
Or to even find the strength to talk?

How much do I think I’m worth?
Why does it vary so?
Am I different one day to the next,
Should I allow myself to take the blow?

For I am nothing short of Gods creation,
A beautiful perfect art work,
One of his children,
And so, why do I question my value?

I am totally worth the walk to my kids school,
And that extra glass of water,
I am totally worth listening to my body,
After all it’s the temple we are granted.
I am worth more than gold in the eyes of our Lord,
So why do I sit here, day after day and question my own worth?

For I am worth a thousand more rubies,
I am worth more than a pot of gold,
So why do I not think that day after day,
Why do I take the low road?

For sometimes I need a reminder,
That getting close to God can hurt,
Satan’s tricky lies come close,
To purge me from my perch.

Sometimes I need to remember,
The love that has created me,
The God given gifts of creation,
Packed up entirely in me.

Lord I pray, for anyone here reading this that they realise their worth here on this earth and may you strengthen their ways each day.
In Jesus name, amen.




Untamed

Untamed

The black sludge a-standing,
Its audience applauding,
As it takes a grand bow on the stage,
It’s grimacing smile, it’s eyes will toil, and it’s sharp tongue is flicking around,

The heaviness of a lie so strong, it’s taken up this part of your soul,
So deep, so dark, so heavy and sharp,
It’s words piercing through sound like a sword,

So dangerous, unsafe, the “feelings” escape,
Giving whiplash to your soul,
Tearing down your ego at night,
Haunting your mind and keep you in flight,
It can’t get you when if you’re settled and cool.

It will freeze over, dry up and crack,
When the truth and light reflects upon its soul.

It will block your sun,
Squash your thoughts,
Scream and fight inside your soul,

It can’t be burned,
It can’t be earned,
The lies it keeps spewing from its hole.

The pits of despair,
Raging around everywhere,
The deep dark area of my heart,
Shaky and frail I stand with my sayin,
I will soften myself to you.

It rises up and shreaks,
Relinquishes it’s keep knowing I am saving my soul,
It screams and it squeales, it makes my earth quake,
As I expose the dark pits to my soft side.

A place for it to lay,
Frozen like dried clay,
Never to rise again,
Frozen in Time, it will crumble away,
It’s tried to have it’s say,
Forever now shut it will lay,

It was black sludge,
Made up of nothing more than Pixi dust,
Mostly my imaginary thoughts,

Exposed to the light,
It’s forever frozen in flight,
No more wrenching my soul,
It can’t tighten it’s grip,
From my throat it has slipped,
Fallen to its never more hole.

Dear father in heaven,
I pray for my heart, my mind and my soul,
Revoke any thing in me that is not from you,
Any thing complicated & everything untrue.
In my holy fathers, great providers sons name,
Amen.


Cry out in the dark.

Cry out in the dark.

I welcome in the ugly feeling,
Suffocating.
The shame, the guilt and and welcoming the blaming,
Deflecting, rejecting, negotiating,
Souls on the line, I’m suffocating,
The empty, the hurt, the suffering,
The silence, the boredom, disengaging,
Self sabotaging,
The frustration, the headaches, the isolation,
The banishment, undetected,
Living a lie, always breathing,
Fighting, shouting, blasting of my lungs,
Headaches spinning round, heads on the pound,
The hurt, the heavy, the empty in my soul,
Rupturing above the sky high cloud,
Scaring, the blasting, the sound of my cry,
From deep in my soul on the darkest of night.

Lord, I pray that you be with me now, in the valley of darkness you’ll be my rod and my staff and you’ll comfort me. In Jesus name, amen..




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