Unknown Place

You bring me back to a familiar yet unknown place. It's the breath of you. The movement of your steady words. The feel of your uneasy truth. The way you calm the riffs in the cliff of my soul.

Hold me... till I can no longer let go. Because I run from the feeling of love. And I clamor at the stoop of rejection. There is no hope at the end of a rope that burns tender palms. But you keep on pulling me back in. Telling me that I can't get through a difficult situation without breaking a little.

You treat my wounds with aloe and salve. Then wrap my hands with bandages and gauze, covered in hope. Telling me that I'm one of your chosen that despite my faults I am loved beyond measure. That my heart is an oasis and my time is treasured... And that's why I call you my redeemer. 



Love always, Esha 

Call of the Shepherd

Image by Catherine Stockinger from Pixabay

Open hearts await for your call 

Horns sounds at the mention of your name 

Sadness fades at the acknowledgment of your greatness 

Fears are buried with the troubles of yesterday 

Old news has been placed on the back porch 

Shrubbery can never replace the burning bush from which you spoke 

Silent minds lay ready and eager for thoughts capable of filling them 

Let the blazing sunshine of cool truth give answers to those who seek them 

Sheep graze in the pasture waiting for a shepherd to lead them 

Even when one has gone astray, He chases after it 

And rejoices when the lamb is found 

Ready and willing to provide nourishment and encouragement to the lost

So we await the voice of the loving redeemer

We pray for blessings curious eyes have yet to see 

A brighter tomorrow gilded by the triumphant sound of victory 

We will always hearken to the call of Jesus Christ

Love always, Esha