For all those who have
been hurt and didn’t think they could love again;
you can. With God all things
are possible.
There are times when God will put someone
in our life that has a heart after him; however, because of deep rooted wounds
from our past we don’t see that person. In some cases those wounds are so deep
we don’t even know they are there. It takes a really special person to
persevere with someone who is in that place of emotional and deep rooted
anxiety. This poem was put on my heart for all of those women and men who have
been hurt and didn’t think they would ever be able to love again. God doesn’t
want us to be in that place. He called us for a much deeper purpose than to
live in the past of yesterday’s wounds and disappointments. Rise up. It’s time
to be healed, delivered and set free.
The method is simple; Seek God, Be Real,
Be Healed; Receive your deliverance, Let Go, Let God. Forgive and live.
Love is a gift from God; whether the next
relationship works out or not, don’t ever cease to be the person God called you
to be because of deep rooted emotional hurt. Let it Go, Let God and keep
moving.
Although, this poem was written from a
woman’s perspective, it is also for men as well. It is from a Christian woman’s
heart to a man of God that she beat up with hurtful words of misunderstanding,
hurt and pain that she didn’t even realize were there. After all was said and
done, the woman was able to heal because she allowed God to show her what was
going on inside of her; by being honest with God, she was able to be honest with
the man as well.
Love Again.
I don’t always say things the right way,
Today is a new day,
I didn’t know from the
start
That one day you would have my
heart
I can honestly say
I wouldn’t have it any other
way
There are times when I rant and
rave
From the debt of my inner emotions; I don’t behave
The way a person in love should
It doesn’t mean that I would
Ever want to be without you
I know that my love for your is true; without you I’m
blue.I wasn’t sure at first how to deal with what I was feeling
I am still healing
From the hurt, the pain, the rejection, the
disappointment
I wanted to believe that you were the real
thing
Yet inside, I thought what if He too turns out to be a
ding a ling
Than what,
Praise God that He is above all of that
I know how to pray
To listen to what God would Say,
God said I needed to heal, to listen, and to understand
That you are only a man
A man with a servant’s heart
A heart to do the right
thing
You are no ding a ling
Life is full of challenges, heartbreaks and
disappointments
God doesn’t give plans with
dents
His plan is concise and to the
point
He doesn’t miss a beat in His
Joints
Nothing happens by chance
Can I have this dance?
I don’t want to loose you because of foolish
words
I choose to put the pain of yesterday behind to face
today with you on the wings of a beautiful bird,
Like an eagle that soars
high
At times He must go low to seek out His
prey
Yet He soars again higher than ever before out of the
grey
I write all of this to say that I want to soar higher
than an eagle with you
This isn’t a game
I pray you still feel the same.
You don’t speak in tongues
But you sure know how to sing and write a praise
Song
That’s good enough for me
You are saved, sanctified and set Free
Jesus loves you with a
passionThank God I’m not a kardashian
You are a Christian striving for God’s
heart
I knew that from the start
I said I didn’t want to marry you
That wasn’t true
Once again I lashed out from the pain and
hurt
Than I felt like dirt
Today is a new day
I don’t want to go on this way,
I don’t know if you feel the
same
This isn’t a game,
I still love you
I pray you still love me too.
I love you with all my heart.
copyright: "All rights reserved" Dale Birdsong ..
Rev. Dale Birdsong, Teaching the word of
God through drama, skits, improvs, poetry and love.
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