This is an inspirational blog that utilizes the medium of poetry and creative writing to tell stories.
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My head hurts
It pounds like a jackhammer at a construction site
Sore temples throb and keep me awake throughout the night
Alieve provides no relief
Tylenol has failed to help my ache
The pressure mounts
And my pulse quickens
As my light sensitivity increases
But I smile still
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It's important
Rarely is it unnecessary
You can put it in your back pocket
And pull it out when you need
It is equivalent to sunshine falling in the evening
A smile goes a long way
God blessed you with the ability to press forward on a rainy day
Never let the cloud cover get in your way
Be hopeful that even in the midst of your storm
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
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
Happy Resurrection Sunday
You are valuable
Every hair on your head counted
All your triumphs and failures dearly noted
The black charcoal will soon turn into a diamond
When pressure is applied
And the shine of it will reflect off of dim places
Creating a light where none existed
You are the bright twinkle in the distance
Showing from a far
Signaling the lost and the down trodded
To a place and a person that is willing to hear them
Your prayers stand in the gap for many
A friend to those
Who never had any person that cared
You are welcoming
Because your smile is always there
It checks on people and reassures them
That everything will be okay
Your eyes relate the truth with simple glances
Giving people hope for second chances
When you speak to others
And show concern for their well-being
Relating respect and kindness from the beginning
No matter the struggle
You find a way to be supportive
Being a blessing to others in their time of need
You are a child of the King
Jesus died so you could live more abundantly
Love always, Esha
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Is it too late to say, I miss you? Could you stay for a little while? Are we too far gone to say, I dream of your wide smile? Is it beyond the point of no return? Does your heart call for mine? Does your head burn? If we could start over again, just be friends. Oh the lessons…we would have learned.
– Esha
