You tell me
Trust is a muscle
You tell me
Growing
Is feeling
And stretching
The heart
Of flesh
You have
Given.
You tell me
This contracting
Is Your labor
Trust in me
Sowing
Bringing the peace
Of Your pacing
Your holy awakening
In my inhale
And exhale.
You remind me
It’s in the releasing
In the yielding
To Your will
I can experience the fruit
And taste
The ravenous joy
Of living secure
Overshadowed
By mercy.
You remind me
You’re not withholding
The good
But only awakening
The best
An abundance
Of longing and hunger
You’ve planted deep
To know
Love everlasting.
You remind me
To not cower in shame
But in boldness
To move
To believe
My each and every
Change of mind
Departing the old
For the new
Is beautiful to You.
For, it’s You
Who’s moved my feet
Out of the mire
And onto the Rock
To shake off the dust
And behold
Your face
For You’ve
Ripped the veil
At the Cross
Your face in mine
Now ever revealing.
Yes, I will willingly
Bow my knees
In Your humbling
To drink the cup
Eagerly awaiting
Your sovereign completion
For, in the breaking
Of the bread
And this cup of life
I now recognize You
My Portion and Deliverer
The Resurrection and the Life.
TCKs for Christ: Staff Writer
Anna Smit
loves looking for and finding Jesus, where her flesh tries to convince her He isn’t alive and active. She is a wife, mother (to two TCKs), friend, neighbor, Christian writer and freelance academic writing coach. Alongside being a staff writer for TCKs for Christ, she also volunteers as the TCK Voices Manager, getting to do what she loves most: inviting and empowering people to share their testimonies to God’s glory and grace.
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