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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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