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The early AM team…

I’m tired that they tag team,
One after the other,
Crying, screaming, sooking,
Leading one another,
It is 1am, and I’ve been up twice now,
All for over nothing,
Didn’t really want me,
Didn’t respond when I asked,
In fact I was

Completely ignored,
Like she never called,
Now a screaming baby,
In the room not so far away,
Screaming because he heard his sister,
Crying as she lay,
And in these morning hours,
I can not be annoyed,
Tired, I slept early because I was sure,
Good night’s can’t happen twice in a single row…
Gotta allow for the rough night’s because they tend to follow row.

And now the house is quiet I hear my stomach rumbling,
I’m feeling thirsty, and quite annoyed,
But now I’m all tucked in, so snuggly…

Sorry body, not tonight. I’m not getting up again.
Don’t wanna smash my face in to the wall or trip or stumblin’,
And so instead I’ll talk to God,
And yet the baby has woken yet again,
This time smashing his head on my nose,
I’m so tired, God knows,
I pray he goes just go back to sleep…

And in the morning when he wakes, he will be happy that he did.

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Hard stuff.

Going through some hard stuff today,
Been talking with our Lord in my own way,
Sometimes praying, mostly knowing he’s right there,
Giving me advice so I don’t sway.

Giving me confidence and the scripts to stand strong,
Giving me messages so I can’t go wrong,
Giving me answers so I can be guided right,
Enough so I can sleep well tonight.

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My prayer from Jeremiahs word.

Jeremiah XVII

Oh Lord, I pray,

I am sorry for my ways,

I am sorry to have angered you so,

For my old ways that where ones of this world broke your heart,

And angered you so,

I did not see my unwise ways,

Nor did I know you then,

From my choices I have upset you most deeply,

In the ways of the world I have sinned,

I’m a sinner saying sorry,

Sorry to cause such anger and grief Lord,

You are my father and I love you,

Forgive my evil old ways of being,

Forgive my past oh Lord,

I cherish the sacrifice you made by giving your son to the people of this world,

Every whip and every lash, the nails stuck in his hands,

I can see Lord, my trails have been your refinements,

You’ve brought me back to you Lord.

And as I learn, and as I read I thank you for your mighty ways,

Thank you for protecting me, 

I often don’t understand your ways,

I didn’t see it coming, not until I read Jeremiah 17,

It hit me like a tonne of bricks Lord,

The layers of my days.

As a mum, I am blessed to know your love for me,

For I feel for my children the same,

You are the greatest father I have,

Transforming my world in unworldly ways.

In Jesus name,

Amen.

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As I wrote Hurt to Healing,
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For those walking with grief, hurt and unworthiness,
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Moving forward in the most gentle of ways.

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Piling on me all at the same time…
The things I have used are listed in this course,
Only two really bad nights in the last 18 months.

Usually I cry for about 30 minutes max,
Then I get on with my day, I go and relax,
But In the past 2+ years there’s been two nights in particular,
Where I couldn’t stop sobbing, I couldn’t see sober.
Right before my infant son was released from hospital,
Severe dehydration had almost claimed his life too well,
I was praying to God, secretly then,
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In His Hands.

I’m sitting on the hand of God,
Resting my worries away,
Sitting here relaxing in Him,
Watching my stressors fall away.

My heart is deep and buried,
While my mind is following too,
Reading up His every word,
Following His instructions is what I choose to do.

Falling deeper in with my Lord,
Leaning in on Him,
Taking my every problem,
And handing it over to Him.

He is mighty,
He is glorious,
He’s got my back every day,
I only need to get on my knees,
Or maybe just sob as I pray,

He will work in His ways,
Blessing my path ahead,
Checking what’s good and righteous,
For that is what He’s said.





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Learning to pray.

I humble myself, as I lay down to pray,
As I present my mustard seed to God,
Praying for humbleness, praying for family,
Praying for my heart to be gentled.

Declaring the Lord, who came to save,
Declaring I walk with him each day.
Teaching my kids to lean on His ways,
All while I help their little hearts to pray.

To normalize faith, once again in this house,
To love and lean on God for support,
Faith is our way, oh my little one prayed,
God help me use the toilet one day,
You see, she’s retained and delayed.

My eldest prayed for the storm to be over,
God answered her, in the midst of her fears,
Even he’s found a way to help her to pray.

And me, while I’m still regaining my feet in faith,
It’s solid as a rock, like David’s one could say,
Tiny and little, hard and fast,
Defeating it’s enemy without any doubt.

And so I’ll lay here, praying some more,
Studying God’s book that arrived at my door,
And in dream God will show me his comfort,
His warming, soothing, comforting light.

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Tug-of-war.

A world I don’t understand,
A world that is different to mine,
A world that is spinning,
In another dimension of time,

Realities vastly different,
One yearning for escape,
Blasting those who are different,
He’s blasting them as an escape.

The horrible spew that comes from their mouths,
Teeming and torturous, horrendous hopes,
Blasting from their mouths like their best well wishes,
While they wish those different to sleep with the fishes.

The other side calls,
The other side yearns,
To be understood,
And to be heard.

To work beside, and not beneath,
Those who are hurting, those that are spiritually weak,
Drive out that evil,
No room in this garden,
For I’ve got to keep my head on level.

And so it is here I end with a prayer,
For you, me and anyone there.
I pray Dear father in heaven,
Show your face to those who cause disconcert,
Change the heart of that man lead servant.
I pray Lord here, hear me now,
As I lay my heart down, on the ground,
Forgive my shortcomings today,
And I pray that things will be done your way.

In Jesus name, amen.