Laughter Chasing Fear

It started out so small, she just keep adding brick by brick After all, they say “Rome wasn’t built in a day,” and what she did isn’t some trick It has taken sweet, careful time to fortify this place Arrows cannot penetrate, stones cannot crush, nothing will make her lose face Once upon a time it was sweet and open, gates never barred Everything changed the day hurt and pain made each breath so hard The exterior didn’t always match what grew inside She cant exactly undo what happens when that perfect part of her died Reality fades into such an intricately written play Full of many veiled thoughts and emotions too deep for the light of day No spec in time can really mark when it all began Her heart needed protection in a way nothing else can Let the walls come up and block out all this world could do Let secrets stay buried knowing there’s no way through It gets easier to embody the okay and the fine Because she isn’t going to let anyone

You know that quote that goes something like this..."l ife is not measured by the number  of breaths  we  take ,  but  by the  moments that take our breath away" thats kind of what its like for me when God speaks to me. No, it is not a deeply romantic feeling, rather, its like the wind getting knocked out of you except it starts in your gut and then moves everywhere else. You see, Jesus did this insane thing before He died and it has hit my heart a lot over the last few years and this morning it happened again... The night before He was killed He went to a garden and prayed with some of His people. It was not your typical bless the food kind of thing, but one that lead to bloody tears. I think we often forget that although Jesus was God all the way, He was human all the way too. He knew death was coming for Him, torture was coming and He did this human thing, He asked for another way. He asked God if there was another way redemption could happen for all of us. That reality