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Here's the key
I promise the door is always open
My mind is disappointed
But my heart is hoping
I nearly gave up on searching
Till I picked up the pieces that were broken
All the while I pray that you come home
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Love always, Ayesha
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It starts off small
A flame
That the cold, wind and rain
Can't extinguish
Questions follow:
Can I be redeemed?
Does Christ love me?
Is faith enough?
Maintained by hope
Nourished by the pages of a Bible
That are ever turning
But to believe
Your growth is tied up in learning
And yearning for the grace of God
He will pick you up
The Holy Ghost will comfort you
And Jesus will clean your wounds
You are not abandoned
And most importantly you are not forgotten
You are the sheep that the Shepard refused to leave behind
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
It starts off small
A flame
That the cold, wind and rain
Can't extinguish
Then it grows
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Peace, ease, laughter and hope
The beautiful of the moment
And the time to cope
Surrounded and wrapped in dreams
That knows no bounds
Prayers sent to heaven
From quivering lips, dripping in hope
And answered with love
For once to know my tears, struggles and triumph
Are well thought of
I was fashioned and designed for a special reason
While I thought Jesus didn't care about my pain...
He was just waiting for me
To enter the right season
Love always, Esha
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Hope is the seed planted that grew into a tree that few expected to blossom. But now it provides fruit and comfort to all those who need a safe space to unwind.
Love always, Esha
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Yesterday has passed away and faded into the background
If memorable it ages like fine wine
Today is the result of all the decisions made the day before
The present is the gift that keeps on giving
Tomorrow is the new day we prepare for
It is full of wonder, excitement and opportunity
The quitter mentality is becoming a hindrance in our society. For many people quitting at the first sign of trouble has become the norm. But we only discover the breath of adversity and the fortitude found in triumph when we push forward without ceasing. Every fruit producing plant once started as a seed in need of water and fertile ground. It is the job of the dreamer to base their aspirations in reality by working towards their goals. Keep standing, working and speaking things as though they were.
God has created a plan and a purpose for each and everyone of us. Whether or not we choose to pursue that path is our choice. On many occasions, since I graduated college I have found myself in need of guidance, direction and support. I am thankful to say that God has supplied all those needs. He is truly a friend indeed and for His mercy and support I am forever grateful. I have a corny yet insightful saying that has encouraged my spirit along the way:
Don't give up, don't give in. You were made to preserve. You were birthed to win. The Holy Spirit is your comforter and Jesus is your friend.
Many of us have faced rejection of some sort and these feelings are stirred up when we pursue our goals and the desired outcome isn't immediate gratification. The desire to quit when we fall down is continuous. But if we don't get up the struggle will continue endlessly. Because we live with the regret of what if. What if I tried?
To hold on is difficult but to let go satisfies the fear of failure. So it is important to remember that according to 2 Timothy 1:7 For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. With that being said, have faith and let go of any fear that may hinder you from achieving great things. Your blessing is right around the corner. But you must have faith in order to know it's there waiting on you to believe it. In times like these, God gives us the power of hope. Keep pushing forward.
Love always, Esha <3
Listen to the reading of this piece on the podcast Hope Speaks
We're just now seeing the ball of glowing fire
The red light is bright but nothing like fluorescence.
It stings the eyes, it lights up the world,
It electrifies the soul, it burns out of control.
The shinning rays touching cold skin gives the weary
A renewed reason to hope.
And that’s why we stand at the cusp of a new day.
Love always, Esha
You give me hope beyond tomorrow
Pushing me to move past the trials of yesterday
You are the sunlight cutting through the storm
Shine on my day once again
And make my cold heart warm
Your love is sweet poetry to tuned out ears
Inch closer to me with all the kind words
My lonely heart has longed to hear
Hold me in your gentle palms
Bring me near
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Time isn't afforded to us. It is a privilege to those willing to take it no matter the cost they pay. But I find my mind wandering and searching through vague thoughts that send radiating sadness down my spine. Looking at puddles of dirty water that still reflects me. Hardly a day goes by that I don't think about my former life. The good, bad and ugly memories spin and release film that sours my stomach yet brings joyful yet bitter tears to heavy lids. I will ring the bell of triumph and joy when freedom rings. These days I see much sun but the rays have failed to reach my heart. It beats for moments and times that are long gone. How do I fly above the circumstances that have grounded me? The peace that once comforted my soul has dwindled to a small glowing ember. I hold onto its warmth with both hands. My palms may burn but I grip it still. Praying the meager fire will grow and expand once again. In the depth of my despair, I pray that Jesus hears me. He is my comforter, protector and greatest friend. Time has never changed his love. His kind gestures remain the same. I will run towards the only salvation I know. This life is short but the struggle never gets old. Let my cries reach his open ears. Let my tears be wiped by his skilled hands. Let my hardened heart unfold and blossom like roses in the springtime. May each petal shine with the dew drops of sparkling hope renewed.
Love always, Esha
Warning: These are my thoughts and feelings about my journey thus far.
As of late, I have endured one difficult situation after another. But one thought always creeps into my mind at moments like this... I remember that God will never give me more than I can bear and I know that He has made me to be a conqueror. So no matter what I face, I know that Jesus is mighty in battle therefore I already won.
For decades, I was under the belief that God forgot about me. That somehow the hard times were meant to return me into the dust from which I came. But it never occurred to me that the very things that I thought would kill me were only meant to smooth out my rough edges. There are areas in my soul that God wanted to take a sledgehammer to so that I could be used for His glory.
While I am in the middle of being formed into someone I couldn't become on my own I realize that... all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are called according to his purpose (Romans 8:28). Because I am stubborn but the changes that are happening in me are out of necessity. And I have to be okay with knowing that one day this will all make sense when I look over the totality of my life.
The hardest part about believing in God is trusting in Him completely. Yesterday, I felt like the world was out of whack. I looked in the mirror and questioned, how I could live a life that lacked stability? I wondered if I could survive without the presence of my wonderful Father and his witty yet crude remarks? Who am I without my Dad's 6 foot shadow towering over me and restricting my outlandish nature?
Relying on the unchanging hand God without the comfort of a patriarch to guide me is hard. Even though I see myself as an outspoken woman the truth is... I always had a strong male role model in my life. So I trusted in his judgement more than I should have at times. I ran to him for advice like a child running to an arcade game. Now I have no choice but to let go and let God.
My heavenly Father will have to replace the one I lost on earth. But life has taught me that there is no friend that can compare to Jesus. He died for me while I was in sin so I will live for Him. Despite the challenges, I encounter, my heart will endure as a result of my faith. In time, all the things that once made me cry will make me smile. And my crazy life story will become a testimony that encourages all those who wait for the break of a new dawn to rise in their bleak sky. Hopefully, I will lead people to remember that all children of God were made to shine.
Love always, Esha <3
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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
Aren’t Acquired Easily
I waited for the break of aging time
But wrinkles never formed on the hands
And rust never touched the dial
Meanwhile, I moved eagerly to the sound of tic toc tic
My arms stretched out like eagle wings ready to soar
My feet stepped in sequence to the beat of unrealized dreams
Deadlines have evaded me
Pit stops have kept me sidetracked too long
I begged and pleaded for a moment
That surpassed my meager understanding
Patience is not on my side
But I nurture it with hope birthed in the belly of the trenches
Awaiting a season that beckons the seed
That laid dormant in harsh winters
And endured the bitter rain of a spring not quite broken
That sat through the abundantly hot weather of summer
Only to arrive at fall all over again
Do not let the time of harvest past me
Let my crops rise up strong from barren, decrepit soil
The foundation is hard but my ground is solid
The wind may blow but my bedrock will not giveaway
The sound of steady brass ticking
Fills my heart with anticipation
Everyday is another chance to face my struggles and grow
No amount of daylight savings can stop the progress I have made
I am claiming my tomorrow today
There is no biological clock bigger than my aspirations
I will live with the sunshine on my face
And the darkness on my back
Standing in the truth that is awaiting those who smile in the midst of adversity
Now and forever my heart will sing a new song
I will sit near the edge of the dock awaiting the breath of daybreak
Soon my seeds will blossom
And I will dance upon the ease of their arrival
Their leaves will open like unraveling scrolls of truth,
Not yet realized
But ready to exist in the cool breeze of Monday mornings
Awaiting the warm feeling of resting dew drops
Time has taught me patience
Because the greatest things in this life
Aren’t acquired easily
Love always, Esha
Chip away at the block. Little by little. Day by day. It will take form. Becoming something different. Something new. Something that a transforming soul once knew. Before it was altered. Before faith and hope grew. And that is the nature of change.
Love always, Esha. <3
I can't see you sometimes. So I feel around for the shape of your face. I sniff the breeze for the scent of your cologne. I lay soft intent to raw feelings in hopes of finding you somewhere among the clouds. My heart moves before my thoughts and I'm thinking out loud. But I am the midst in a broken town looking for the breath of you. Until I realize that a vulnerable dreamer should never look for love. It comes like rain and falls when you least expect it. So accept thee unexpected.
Love always, Esha <3
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We live with the hope of awakening to the sight of better things. I know the power of the unseen. Everyday, we sow a precious mustard seed. Faith makes our hearts full. Prayer makes our gardens lush and green. Sometimes the blessings lie in waiting.
Love always, Esha <3
I wanna hear the loud banging of a new day dawning
Let the tambourines shake
Let the bass drop
Let truth clash against lies like strong tides,
Hitting the desolate shore
We need the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob
We need freedom like a plant requiring soil
Like a lamp with a plug but no power source
We bang against the drum of hope
Praying that the friction of our hands
Strike fire in the heart of the oppressed
If the illusion of democracy is over... what's next?
Let the burgeoning dreams of tomorrow sing a new song
Love always, Esha <3
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Green
We don't fight for noble hopes
An equity unmatched sits outside
Of closed doors unaware of it's existence
We fight to be seen
Even if it demands we flash green
Much Love, Esha
