Wednesday, 4 July 2012

HE IS REAL

I had a pain so deep,
I didn't know where to turn,
I fought it in my sleep and faced it in my days.

I let it wear me down, force me to weep,
I allowed it to make me less than I had become.

One night in its heat, as I cried so deep,
I asked Jesus to give me peace.
I wanted to feel His peace, His love,
His presence.

Unexpectedly, in that moment of what seemed like defeat,
A warmth so peaceful, so great, so vast, covered me from within.

My tears dried, my heart beat calmed and I smiled,
If ever I doubted, I knew at that moment,
My Jesus is alive and yes,
HE IS REAL.

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