it is not a waste of your life to spend your life letting Jesus teach you to love another well
All this time I shrunk back.
I heard the low rumble of his growl
I remembered the pain
The times he blamed and enticed me
to curse God and die.
I remembered sinking in the sand
he told me was solid ground.
And I pulled back.
There is a lion out there
in the street.
I thought he’d rip me limb from limb.
I heard his rumble,
and I believed it.
I was hiding.
I was trying to be comfortable.
I was trying to be safe.
I was sinking.
But you brought me to your people.
You surrounded me with faithfulness.
You told me your name.
You made me brave.
I was out there today-
in the street
where the lion prowls.
He was there.
He started to growl.
I remembered Your crown.
and he fled.
Published by Sheila Dougal
Hey, I'm Sheila, glad you're here.
A little about me: I'm a 40-something woman, wife, mom, RN, soap maker and wannabe suburban homesteader. I think better when I write. I've kept a journal since I was 9 and started blogging over 10 years ago.
I'm introverted, but I love people. I'm curious but shy. I'm contemplative and easily distracted. I feel deeply and know numbness. I want to make things right and I'm learning to let go. I wax poetic sometimes and often don't know what to say. It's complicated.
It boggles me that I am Christ's and he is mine. I gaze into the heavens and the Heaven-Maker's words, remember the hard things, fight depression, and long for home and King.
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