Proverbs 31 Woman

She rises up early and hits the ground running.
With sleep in her eyes, she's somehow still stunning.
Hair in a knot she grabs for the Word.
Hoping for solitude before the first sound is heard.

Just a few verses and a quick passionate prayer,
she braces the day as she cast all her care,
At the feet of a Father who knew she would come
rise to sit at his throne long before the sun.

Earlier than normal the house begins to stir.
As padding feet and voices coming to find her.
She says her amens and rises to serve
the family God gave and promised in his Word.

Embracing her calling as a gift not a chore.
She runs to embrace little ones she adores.
Knowing the days will sometimes consumer her
she'll find her stregth in the one who made her.

Fearlessly Feminine and strong in all ways.
She'll find fullfillment at the end of each day.
As she finishes the same way it began,
praying on her knees,
she's a Proverbs 31 Woman.

Hope

Tonight as she sleeps in the midst of her pain. She'll think she is dreaming and call out his name. Reaching for comfort, his pillow she'll touch, missing a husband that loved her so much. She'll rub her belly as she dreams of yesterday. Wishing, hoping, will this pain fade away?
Whys and what ifs roll through her mind, searching for answers she's desperate to find.
Laying back on her pillow she quietly weeps, asking the Father for comfort she seeks.
When out of the darkness a small voice is heard. Speaking in whispers but not saying a word.
Lips on her ears and a hand to her soul, tears begin streaming that she can't control.
A visit from Heaven delivering peace. reminds her of love that no one can cease.
"He's with me, beside me, in all of My glory. You'd b able to rest if you knew the whole story. He's seen My face and the fullness of Me. He's experienced Perfect and what it's meant to be Free. I know you miss him, and can't understand. I know you are hurting and can't see my hand. Just let me comfort and write your new story. Until you can join him on My side of Glory."
Her eyes opened to morning's first light, was that a dream that got her through the night? She moves herself to the end of the bed. As flashes of heaven begin to dance in her head. She closes her eyes and feels a breath on her cheek. And a voice deep inside says "I'm the Answer you seek".

Life

She rubs her belly and knows what will be.
soon her heart and arms will fill with glee.
Too long she's waited, and missed new born breath.
tomorrow she'll be reminded of tears she once wept.
But this time with hope and a joy she'll soon know,
of watching a child born healthy and grow.
Not forgetting what she lost but reminded each day,
by this little life that's going to stay.
A son, now a daughter, this mother is healing.
By signs of life and mysteries revealing.

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Hope

Hope springs alive and unexpectedly so.
Finding no answers but not needing to know.
Seeing the Hand of an almighty Creator.
Putting my faith in a passionate Savior.

Standing alone on the Promise He's given.
Trusting the words that daily I live in.
Knowing tomorrow a miracle comes.
Today I am hoping and no longer undone.

Undone

Afraid of an answer I don't want to hear.
Grasping for faith as I wade through this fear.
Hoping for Hope when no voice can be heard.
Looking for reasons as I cling to your Word.

Knowing your Good and not questioning your Love.
Searching for life in your free flowing blood.
Aching so bad that it's hurting to breathe.
Understanding the prayer that made the Savior bleed.

Such deep exploration of the Father's plan,
Completely a mystery to the heart of this woman.
But beautifully perfect and I know it will be,
as His will is orchestrated all around me.

As I look down this road that may indeed lay.
I ask you Lord to please make a new way.
The Pain in this path is too much to bear,
though I know it won't take us out of your care.

I Love you Oh Lord, though my heart is breaking.
Be the God that your are in the pain we are facing.
Heal if you will, but do what you must.
In you sweet Jesus, we have put all our trust.

Sowing

Kneeling on my knees, the tears are freely falling.
Listening intensely, to the Father as he's calling.
Calling me to sow my tears inside His precious Word.
Trying to remember all the guidance that I have heard.
Plowing in the ground, I dig deep into His soil.
Knowing He is there, to comfort as I toil.
The ground is cracked and dried, but the moisture now is pooling.
Softening in my hands, my spirit is renewing.
I'll bury here my sorrow, and watch to see what grows.
Trusting in the Father, and knowing that He knows.
What life will spring from this terrible mourning?
It's Joy that will come, and it will come in the morning.

I wish for you

When I see you at the bottom, of a very darkened hole.

And understand the peace I have is something you do not know.

I wish for you to have my heart for just a little glimpse

of all that God and done for me, and the love I have for Him

How nothing that has crossed my path, has killed the fire in me.

For I live without shackles since the Savior set me free.

I am not immune to pain or hurt or loss of any kind.

But the trust I have in any plan is something I did not find.

He came to me, He longed for me, He had a plan from the start.

It was not by chance the day I found the will, to ask Him in my heart.

So when I see a hurting soul, lost and without vision.

I ask the Lord to give me the words, to use His perfect Wisdom.

So you can see what I can see, a life worth living for His Glory.

I wish for you to know the Father and my redemption story.