
We walk with our pain
The scars that no one sees
Our masks tightly on
We let no one in
We smile
We laugh
Our hearts a mystery
Too busy to stand still
To lift the veil on our pasts and our pain
Who would want to hear a sad song?
The ghosts we are running from
The brokenness we hide
The fears we ignore
The scars of childhood trauma
Anger, stress and depression
Rule and guide our lives
Everyone expects us to be strong
We only exist
We never truly live!!!
Jesus is drawing us with His love
To deal with tombs
Take our grave clothes off
The inner chamber awaits the desperate
Healing is only a breath away
Nothing is impossible when we
take time to stand still
In His holy, sacred presence
He rebuilds our lives
Deals with shame
Heals our scars
As His love flows like billows
over our brokenness
We begin to see ourselves
through His eyes
When we encounter His heart
The extent Jesus will go…
Our hearts begin to beat again
Sons and daughters are forever
changed in the presence of LOVE…
— Ebigale Wilson
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