The Sound Of Bagpipes

The Sound Of Bagpipes
Hold My hands; I feel your pain.

Do you feel the scars?

Sometimes they hurt when I feel no one cares, but I’ll NEVER give up the war.

See, I won your place to stand with Me;

Your head looks up because of Hope!

No longer must you hang on for dear life

To the end of your rope…

Wondering if tonight you’ll fall

Because your strength is all gone.

Take My hands and we’ll walk together 

For this war has been already won!

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The Battle

I am sitting here petting my cat Zoee and I notice the light is pale against the darkness. I am confident that as the day goes on the shadows will scurry. Ah, even if storms prove me wrong, I know the Sun is the center of my universe and will be here for when the storms pass. I am thankful the sun is even shining through the raging clouds to provide nutrients, it’s heat pulls water to the clouds and it is stronger than the darkness. And Zoee loves basking in it’s rays ❤

Answer Me

Where am I going?
Cells slowly disappearing !
Perception begins to fail
as my vision fades.
Pride has made me
Prisoner;
injecting me with anger,
beating me with
the self esteem
that I should never
have tossed to the floor
to wipe my feet on .
After all ,
how could I fall,
if I’m already down ?
My heartbeat increases uncontrollably
through what is left
of this body.
Breathing becomes difficult
as rage
crushes my lungs.
Soon a fog
of jealousy
clouds my mind ..
I hear
Footsteps ….
shrieks …..
The sound of Steel
sliding against Steel…
Silence is divided,
then interrupted.
Soon after
an unknown
hits the ground.
Terror fills my mind
as I wait…
But I feel a Warmth
as my lungs inflate
through a slowing pulse.
Still confused
I focus on The Light
which penetrates
my blurred vision
….slowly sharpening.
Longing to see my Savior,
I struggle to stand,
so thankful for mobility.
Am I alone?
Where are the bold
Eyes
to reveal
The Courageous Heart?
Are my Answers
in this Book
from where
The Light floods?