A Song From The Soul

poetry
is a song from the soul
what do I sing about today?
everything is so different than “normal”
i’ve worked so hard to convert my perspectives from death, into life
and I have changed
am i in a new forging fire?
what will my new “normal” become?
my brain wants to shift backward
fiery darts fly
butterflies flutter
i wet my shield with The Water of The Word
lessons of Faith on recall
have i learned them well enough to hold steady?
having done all to stand
the outcome is not in my hands
except
to remember
He is making all things new.

—Wendi Havens- Hildebrand
3/24/20

An Act Of Worship

Worthy are You my Lord
great is Your sacrifice
I’m undone before You
for I am just a man
Your love has no measure
my eternal King Jesus
whether I am poor or rich
at whatever state I’m in
I will kneel before You
and proclaim Your name
I will use my gifts
for Your glory my Lord
for all that I am
all that I have
everything I do
is an act of worship
unto You.

(C)Atelier Mirabilia 2020

Minister To Me

oh’ Spirit of the living God
write upon the tablets of my heart
flooding me with healing waters
take away the stony heart
brand me with a heart of flesh
hear the sound of my soul’s cry
there’s power in the spilling ink
crimson blood the seal of love
upon the wretchedness of my soul
what can wash away my sins
the blood of Jesus Christ my King
amazing grace I am redeemed
salvation’s come to Caleb’s house
behold all things are passed away
behold all things are become new
I will sing of Your unfailing love
the gift You have bestowed on me.

(C)Atelier Mirabilia 2020

Desert Rose

rejoice not against me oh my enemy, for I will arise the Lord my God, shall be a lightHe has walked upon the barrenness of my inflicted and wounded heartthere’s a highway of God’s holiness and the Prince of Peace beckons meMessiah wants to fellowship with meHis blood leading me to eternal life He has breathed upon my parched soul speaking life unto these dry bones the river of life that flows within the billows of peace wash me clean with currents of heaven’s purity I shall live in strength and not perish He sings songs of deliverance over meI will delight in the joy of the Lord the desert rose shall be glad


(C)Atelier Mirabilia 2020

Pain

You can not control the outcome
You can not expect others to control it either
Step out and look around
What do you see
Turn and look at you
What do you see

Can you truly fix another
Have you fixed you
Have you called on Me
Have you repented of years of abuse to yourself
Have you truly seen what effect you have had on others good or bad and repented of that as well

Have you forgiven yourself
Have you forgiven others for the mistakes they made while they too sinned
Can you truly fight the battles alone
How long will you continue to do this
You thinking you are alone

Do you not know I am here
Do you not know that many battles are won behind your naked eye
If I truly let you see the battles would you believe then
Why is faith so hard
Why is believing in Me so hard

Do you not believe your car will start
Do you not believe in your Job being there
Do you not believe in visiting a loved one and them to be there
Do you not believe the food will be at home when you return
Do you not believe you have clothes to wear
Do you not believe there is water to bathe
Do you not believe in the air you breath
Do you not believe in the sun the light I have given you
Do you believe yet that I do provide

Do the birds worry where they will find food
Do the animals fret over things
Have you not figured out yet that all things are given when asked but as a father some things not.

Can you not see that, I SEE
Your tears
Your heart
Your pleading
Your Love
Your lack of Love
Your emotions
Your thoughts
Your every day actions
Nothing is unseen
Nothing goes unnoticed

Child My Love For You Is More Than You Can Imagine… Rest, put your cares and worries into my hands step back stop trying to control. Faith, Believe, Love

Most of all Trust In Me

Jesus ❤️


By: Angela Boatright

Communion

Taking Communion Unworthily…
It can be about willful sin.
But, for me,
Discerning the Lord’s body is about intimacy.
I can’t fake it.
Or, turn it into a religious ritual.
As long as I live in this skin there will always be issues,
and sins.
But, if I can learn to let Him dig deep down into me…
So that He can reveal to me those things that I need to see,
That’s where intimacy is born.

To just stand still,
Let Him kiss me,
And not run.

It’s not about being perfect.

When I eat His body and drink His blood,
I let Him in.

That’s Communion.

~ Wendi Hildebrand 2/8/2020

Time…

Time…

“the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present and future regarded as a whole”

Her tears fell on gravel of time

she was tired of peoples opinions

telling her what to do

and who she should be

she was tired of living up

to others expectations

that she forgot who she was

and all the pretty little things

she liked

she became weary and angry at herself which lead her to believe a voice that had drilled her most of her life “what is wrong with me”

they would say

look at her

she’s too much

she shared too much

she loved too much

her beauty was too much

she is too much

she had a past she thought

would never let her go

“do you have any convictions”?

the lady with piercing blue eyes

her face more than close

to her face in that moment

she froze and just like her old court days when the judge cracked his hammer and wanted to throw her down his chambers because she was guilty “silence in the court room” was the silence in this room

a thousand horses ran wildly through her mind everything came rushing back everything she had ever done

all her convictions she had committed

her past her present

her soul began to feel the resurrection of pain guilt shame trauma fear

all the stones people had thrown at her over time and in this time.

Is this how Mary felt when the religious leaders threw her to the ground at the feet of a man who did not come to condemn her but to love her and show her the way to life?

She was ashamed of herself, too much guilt to even look him in the eye

until his hand of generosity reached out to her she wasn’t expecting anything from him;

but he whispered her name

looked past all her shame

the words He spoke comforted her soul and brought hope

“You will be too much for many but don’t worry about what they say you keep being you and keep being too much cause I have placed too much inside you to not let people see My glory if they say you share too much they are trying to stop what I’m saying through you apart of what they say “she is too much” is true because I created you to be too much

He helped her to stand on her feet again

He stood between the religious ones who have tried to keep her in a box of her past

He lifts her chin welcomes her

she looks at Him

she catches his eyes

she can’t look away

captivated by his mercy and grace

He whispers

“when I look at you I see Me

I cannot help but cry because I know the darkness you’ve had to go through to get you right here

right now

I’ve surrounded you with My beautiful light

you didn’t give up no matter the pain and never seeming to end battles one after another you never gave up you got knocked down but over time you arose and allowed me to steady your walk

You are forgiven.

Not just the surface stuff but the hidden stuff you hide within I see it all and it’s time to release it, release it all, it’s not who you are

all those things are used to torment you. It’s time precious one, it’s time to let go you will arise from the fire more at peace you will walk a little lighter and joy will flood your soul expect unusual which is just right for you, you hear my voice come walk with me beloved.

He makes all things beautiful in his time and for every season under heaven everything takes time to heal

to break down

to build up

to weep to laugh

to mourn a time to dance

Man made a cage

but I made your wings

it is for freedom that I came

to set you free

~ Ngahuia Harvey

It was like a dream come true when you freed us from our bondage and brought us back to Zion! We laughed and laughed and overflowed with gladness. We were left shouting for joy and singing your praise. All the nations saw it and joined in, saying, “The Lord has done great miracles for them!” Yes, he did mighty miracles and we are overjoyed! Now, Lord, do it again! Restore us to our former glory! May streams of your refreshing flow over us until our dry hearts are drenched again. Those who sow their tears as seeds will reap a harvest with joyful shouts of glee. They may weep as they go out carrying their seed to sow, but they will return with joyful laughter and shouting with gladness as they bring back armloads of blessing and a harvest overflowing!

~ Psalm 126:1-6 TPT