Poetry

NOT MY SECRET...the journey towards healing from abuse

I talked to Jesus today

I sat under the cross and prayed

I talked to Jesus today

I sat on the wet grass and prayed

I talked to Jesus today

We have many heart to hearts

Sometimes in the car

Sometimes in my back yard

Sometimes as my tears fall to the ground

He always hears the sound

I talked to Jesus yesterday

I felt Him

In the wind

I saw Him

In a little bird through my lens.

I heard Jesus

Speak to me

Not through speech

But as my very own heart beat

I knew Jesus today

As I looked into my daughter’s eyes

His spirit does not hide

In those He does reside

I will talk to Jesus tomorrow

In my victory

As well as my sorrow

Some days He is my only friend

Some days He is the only one who listens

Some moments I feel…

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