Father's Work

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My Lord let you're latter rain 

Fall on the people 

Open your ear to our plea 

We cry for your help 

In mourning and groaning 

Falling on our knees 

Let your glory and grace 

Cover our needs 

We run to the Father 

While acknowledging the sacrifice of the Son 

The unblemished Lamb 

The Holy One 

We will follow His lead 

Doing our Father's business until the work is done 

Love always, Esha  

Inspirational: Small Flame

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It starts off small 

A flame 

That the cold, wind and rain 

Can't extinguish 

Then it grows 

Questions follow: 

Can I be redeemed? 

Does Christ love me? 

Is faith enough? 

What is love? 

It can be kindled by prayer 

Maintained by hope 

Nourished by the pages of a Bible 

That are ever turning 

You lose some battles and win some 

But to believe 

Your growth is tied up in learning 

And yearning for the grace of God 

No matter how hard you fall 

He will pick you up 

The Holy Ghost will comfort you 

And Jesus will clean your wounds 

You are not alone 

You are not abandoned 

And most importantly you are not forgotten 

You are the sheep that the Shepard refused to leave behind 

Every hair on your head counted

Every need you have supplied 

You will have a friend in Jesus for the rest of your life 

So when the world resents you 

And casts you aside... 

Just know that you are aided by the King of Kings 

And you shall live and not die 

It starts off small 

A flame 

That the cold, wind and rain 

Can't extinguish 

Then it grows 

Love always, Esha 

Long Way

Photo by Brett Jordan

Every time I'm convinced that I should give up. I'm pulled back in. Shaken and stirred by your love. Encouraged by your grace. Strengthened by your patience. Moved by your kindness and love. Surrounded by your beauty. And reminded in your word that I'm not alone. Jesus has brought me a mighty long way. 


Love always, Esha 

Good Soil

 

Listen to Hope Speaks Podcast: Episode 15 for poetry reading and conversation 

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Thank God for the morning 

Another opportunity to be awake 

The grace to breath a bit longer 

When I am weak in spirit the great I AM is stronger 

Pushed to the limit 

I don't give up, let go or stop 

There is no glass ceiling on my top 

Only heaven 

When people throw rocks 

I am unmoved 

Because the farmer sowed my seed in fertile ground 

So my endeavors are fruitful year round 

The Holy Spirit dwells in me 

So when the lightening strikes I am in no need of company 

I have a trusty steed 

He is a true friend and confidant to those in need  

I don't have to worry 

About what the world thinks about me 

Because when times were hard 

They couldn't spare groceries 

 

There is only joy to be found in my Father 

So when the chickens gather to cluck 

I don't even bother 

It's the nature of the world to talk ill of the chosen ones 

And fight over meaningless pearls 

To look only at the physical that dissipates in due time 

To forget about eternity that stands when all the temporary has faded 

To look towards mankind for answers 

But when it comes to the matters of God they are jaded 

Some people are built that way 

To only look at present circumstances day to day 

But I think about the present, tomorrow and yesterday 

So I can build a legacy that gives my children roots 

In order to defy the eagerness to go with the flow 

When the enemy recruits 

Earlier in the morning 

They were planted in good soil 

Love always, Esha 

A Battle for Peace

Photo by Ben Mack

Time to reflect is a wonderful phenomenon. There is no perfect person. No absolute moments of triumph. In battle, the conqueror defeats the conquered but no matter the gains of the victor both sides suffer the loss of causalities. But abundant happiness lives in the wilderness for the lovers of peace.

The terrain of barren land is the desolate stretch that blessed and bitter people walk alone. We live with the prospect of anticipation while dragging our tired soul through moments of shock and disbelief. But the heart is ever wandering when there is a vacancy of love and trust. How do you turn a corner when civil conversation ends? Will you show the same grace and mercy to an enemy that you give to a friend?

Let your pearly whites shine in the brilliance of day. You are the strong tides breaking over sharp rocks. Hope is a thing with feathers and it takes flight every time you give optimism a chance. Even if you believe that it may be returned. Because faith is the belief in the unseen. And when all is said and done it feels better to know that the unblemished Lamb slain for our sins is in charge of everything.

Love always, Esha

God's Door

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For every closed door I have faced. God has opened another. So I don't worry about tomorrow. It's already in good hands. And I'm not talking about Allstate. Everyday hasn't been easy but to wake up to the light of the rising sun is a blessing. In every mistake is a lesson. Because I always lean and fall into the warm arms of his mercy and grace. Delighted in the beauty and mystery of His unseen face. Even when I had no home in His kingdom there is space. 



Love always, Esha <3