Invisible Heroes

Some heroes are invisible in their good works. They silently make their way through the cracks in your life you didn't know were there and fill them up. It's only when they're gone ,and things feel incomplete, that you realize how much you were counting on their presence. The quiet peacekeepers, the ones that love you just because, the servants of all, they are heroes. I'm realizing as I'm moving on and things are changing just how many people have acted like silent heroes in my life. They pray for me without my asking, love on me, serve me from afar and expect nothing in return, not even praise or recognition. I want to be like these. Someone who just lives and loves and is who God made them. Someone who can be a hero without even trying, effortlessly effecting lives with a hug, a smile, a word of praise, or a listening ear. I want to be the kind of woman that is so full of the life of God that I give it off like candlelight. I want to be real. I want to be an invisible hero!


Sincerely,


Jaelle the Invisible

Through the Black

This is a short poem that I'm still working on but I like how it is so far. Please leave me your comments and criticism and let me know how I can improve :)

Through the Black

I will walk with You into the black

You'll have to keep my eyes from looking back

When I only want to take a glance

Just place inside my own Your steady hand

Grasp me tight and tell me of Your plans

Remind me how it feels to be romanced

And everything inside will learn to dance

As we walk together through the black

Free

Feels good right?