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. 

Somewhere Beautiful

A few days ago I planned to go on a simple walk but instead got lost for two hours. It was a beautiful morning. The sun was sweet and the air had that crispy, smokey taste. I found the most fantastic tree to climb in on the edge of someone's property. I really pray that they didn't see me trapezing through the branches :) I just lost my feet for awhile and let myself wander. I was perfectly alone. perfectly happy to be on this little adventure and let me just say that the Lord met me there on that walk. I didn't say much. I thought a lot and prayed and just let God search me out. Eventually I sat down to read the bible for a little while. I finally finished getting through all of Psalms and Proverbs, something I had been trying to do for most of the summer! I meditated on the word then got back up to finish my walk. I enjoyed the sun and the presence of the Lord. It felt like I would never need anything else for awhile. Like I could drink of the beauty of that morning forever. When I finally got home I went upstairs and sat in my bed for awhile. Just drinking and singing and loving Jesus. Such perfection, such perfect peace. Mmm, just thought I'd share that moment with my faithful blog followers. God is good.

Sincerely,

Jaelle the Peaceful

All the Pieces

So I wrote this poem and it's kinda sad and romantic :) Don't worry I'm not going through this right now!  It just came to me. I feel like I've written down someone else's story, somebody else's tragedy.  It's about unrecognizeably giving yourself away to someone. Then when they're gone it's like life loses it's luster.  Anyways, I hope I've captured what I was trying to portray correctly.

All the Pieces

I think you knew that when you left

And took that train to nowhere

That you were taking something else

The singing in my shower

And right before you closed the door

And stepped inside the car

I saw you take another thing

The chords on my guitar

You stole the stars right from the sky

And all their wishes too

Looks like there'll never be a night

Quite like the ones we knew

Since you've been gone when I get up

Feels like I can't get warm

Without that smile to light the day

And carry me when there's a storm

But there is something else I know

The thing that makes this true

Something that I didn't think

That you would take with you

But when you gave that final glance

and looked into my eyes

And there was nothing left to say

Just pictures from another time

I saw that you were leaving

 With more then memories in part

No you were taking with you

All the pieces of my little heart

I am so glad that with Jesus I never have to deal with this kind of heartache. I get to save myself and my little heart till just the right one comes along. Thank you Lord that I get to be your bride with purity! I am so blessed to be born in the time that I am with people who understand what it means to be guarded and who want to guard me too. Oh Lord you are too good to me!

Sincerely,

Jaelle the Bride