To Grow

A small poem.

How about this time around

Before you get in trouble again

And forget who you are

And lose your head

And can't remember if you're alive or dead

Tell yourself

Command your soul

LET LOVE GROW.

Sometimes I feel like a lot of the trouble I bring on myself stems from forgetting this one truth: To let love grow. Truth is I NEED the Lord to grow His love in me if I want to make it. To let it bury so deep that it literally becomes entwined with everything that defines me. Or else I'll forget who I am and get stuck in a cycle of sin and mistakes that I'll never be able to break. But with that Holy, righteous love, growing steadily in me, God will be able to make me more than I am. That love can break all the patterns, all the same old, rusty chains that have been holding me back, all of my shame and make me NEW. All I have to do is say yes. Lord, LET LOVE GROW. Let it burn into my being and turn into ashes all that is not of You. Make a place in me that You can call home.

Sincerely,

Jaelle the Loved.