You Aren't Alone

 

Drag your heart out of the deep

and frozen place where it has gone.

Bid soul rise from fevered sleep,

and now arise to meet the dawn.

You're not promised life sans pain,

and free of loss and free from fear;

His promise is that He'll remain

and that His heart will hold you dear

down that dark and lonely road

that always seems to lie ahead.

If you allow, He'll share the load

and help you learn to sing instead

of weeping, for He knows your story

will join His in clouds of glory.

The Five Minute Friday prompt this week is IMPULSE. Hmmm...

The impulse used to live in me

to play my fiction of a man,

that everyone who looked might see

me as fulfillment of God's plan

for a golden bright ideal,

fit and hard and quick and kind,

yet someone who could keep it real

while having Heaven on his mind.

But now, truly, I have fallen,

and to my shame I can't get up.

There's no choice but to be calling

for the humble poison cup

that will kill what I had planned 

that I may take Jesus' hand.

Three minutes thirty and change.

Music from The King, with You'll Never Walk Alone

Sylvia says, I'm coming too!