A Day in the Life of a Woman Set Free

I wake with the sun, bathed in His light,
No chains of the past, no burdens to fight.
The Holy Spirit hums in my chest,
A song of joy, a love confessed.

My heart is no longer a wilderness land,
It blossoms with promise, guided by hand.
Gone are the echoes of longing and doubt,
For love has arrived, heaven poured out.

I sip my coffee, warm as His grace,
Feeling His presence dance in this space.
The air is electric, alive and divine,
Each breath a whisper, Beloved, you’re mine.

My phone lights up—his message is there,
A man who was chosen, an answered prayer.
Not just any love, but one set apart,
Holy Spirit-breathed, igniting my heart.

He speaks with kindness, his words are a psalm,
A melody wrapped in heaven’s balm.
Not rushed, not reckless, but steady and true,
A love that reflects the One I pursue.

The date is set, my heart leaps in flight,
Dressed in His favor, I glow in His light.
Not desperate, not searching, but walking in grace,
Knowing I’m cherished, adored in this space.

We sit at the table, laughter unfolds,
The Spirit between us, a story retold.
Not bound by the past, no fear of the end,
But love that is holy, my heart comprehends.

He prays as we part, hands intertwined,
A love that is sacred, by heaven designed.
No sorrow, no worry, no weight in my chest,
Only His peace, His joy, and His rest.

I close my eyes as the stars start to gleam,
Whispering thanks for this love unforeseen.
A woman set free, no longer confined,
Living in love that is Spirit-defined.

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Consumed by Reverence

The fear of the Lord fills me whole, Like rushing waters, it takes control. It moves through mind, through heart, through bone, A sacred fire, a weight unknown. It rests in thoughts, in dreams at night, In waking moments bathed in light. My spirit trembles, yet I stand, Held in the grasp of His mighty hand. It fills my breath, my every vein, A holy awe I can’t contain. Not fear that chains, nor dread that binds, But wisdom’s voice, the light that shines. It shapes my steps, it clears my sight, A path of truth, so strong, so bright. My soul bows low, yet soars so high, Consumed by Him, the Lord Most High.

Can You Receive It?

The Lord has given—all things, all light, Yet you hesitate, question, take flight. He pours out freely, His treasures untold, Yet you sift through, grasping only what’s old. Why do you measure, why do you doubt? When heaven rains blessings, you shut some out. You say, “This is good, but this is unknown,” You hold to the scraps while He offers a throne. Oh, child of glory, lift up your hands! The kingdom is yours, so take your stand. Why let the liar twist your view? He speaks in shadows, yet you call it true. Holy Spirit, awaken the blind, Unlock the doors within the mind. Let hearts receive, let souls believe, That heaven gives more than we dare to conceive. A fairytale? No, it’s real and bright, A life of wonder bathed in light. So step beyond the veil of lies, And take what’s yours—lift up your eyes!

Praise to the Prince of Peace

He promised, He spoke, and oh, He gave, A peace so deep, a love so brave. Beyond my thoughts, beyond my mind, A rest so sweet, so rare to find. See how I sleep, how still, how free, Like a baby wrapped in eternity. Morning wakes me, soft and bright, I smile—I know, all is right. Oh, what comfort, oh, what care! No love like His, none can compare. He holds, He shields, He lifts, He stays, His mercy new with every day. Too good, too kind, too strong, too true, My heart, my soul, belong to You. Praise, praise to the One who reigns, The Prince of Peace, forever the same!

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