You are Holy... Worthy...

Here is a happy praise poem I wrote. Praying you enjoy reading it as I enjoyed writing it!

You are Holy... Worthy...

In the palm of your hand You hold me...

mold me...

As You put my broken heart together...

Your Kingdom reins forever.

Your loves goes on though eternity...

You are Holy... Worthy...

You hold me... You mold me...

I will never feel alone...

My faith in You will never be blown.

Let me melt in Your embrace...

Reveal me to Your beautiful grace.

Lead me to the lonesome hills...

I will drink of Your peace,

Until my heart has its fill.

Hold my hand...

As we walk through the desert sand.

All the while I will sing...

"You are Holy... worthy...

You hold me... You mold me..."

I am not who I used to be...

You have opened my heart for me to see.

Hold me close to Your heart...

I never want to depart.

Even though the world is almost gone...

Your love carries on.

You have shown me who I really am...

To You I am beautiful, loving...

Not fake and full of sparkling glam.

You are my Lover... You are my Friend...

You will stay with me even after the day the world would end.

You are so holy... So worthy...

I am so happy that You hold me...

And molded me into the person I am happy to be!

~Marie J.

Thank you for reading! Love you all!

I Am A Lighter...

The light in my eyes are dim...

The smile on my lips is grim.

My heart is broke...

The lump in my throat leaves me to choke.

I am a lighter...

That cannot burn any brighter.

I long to cry...
But I can't even try.

I want to trust...

But I can't bear for my heart to bust.

I am hurt...

I feel like dirt.

I am a lighter...

That cannot burn any brighter.

I want to die...

I am living a lie.

Oh God, I need You...

Tell me You love me and that You are true.

Hold me close to Your side...

Make me Your beautiful bride.

Teach me to trust and cry...

Make the tears come so I don't have to try.

I am a lighter...

Beginning to burn a little brighter.

Use worn, broken, me...

So people can see...

That broken dim lighters...

With You... burn even brighter.

Yes Lord... I am a worn lighter...

Once dark, and dim...

Now Brighter!

~Marie J.~

I Will Follow You...

Here is a love poem I wrote for my man... whoever he is. I know that God is still grooming him for me, as He is still preparing me to be the bride for the man He chose out of all the others. I pray that whether you are single or not, God will help you protect your purity.

I look across the room...

Our eyes meet, my heart begins to boom.

When I see your handsome smile...

I will follow you... no matter how many miles.

Across the scorching sand...

My hand in your hand...

Across the deep flowing waters...

No matter how much farther.

We can ride into the darkening sky...

I will follow you to the stars way up high.

I will follow you to the moon and back...

Down in the canyons... over the rocky cracks.

Hold me near...

Scare away all my fears...

I will follow you...

No matter what we go through.

Even if the world fades away...

I will follow you, even into that day.

I will follow you...

Through rivers, oceans, and lakes...

My love for you, cannot be faked.

No matter where we go...

No place is too high or too low.

I will follow you forever...

Forever and ever...

I will follow you...

Because, my handsome love... I love you.

I will Follow you...

~Marie J.~

Thanks for taking time to read! Love you all in Christ!! 

Tough Enough

Tough Enough...

I try to hard to be tough...

but I am not strong enough.

When I am alone and lost, I turn to pain...

But living this way will turn me insane.

I am less then perfect...

I am alone... lost... imperfect.

I worry that no man will want me...

No man will want me after I have let them see.

I thought I was tough...

But now, I realize I am not strong enough.

I wish it wasn't so hard to trust...

My heart hurts so bad, I am afraid it might bust.

I am scared...

But with You, I can do things that I wouldn't have even dared.

I need You to save me...

To open my heart to truth... and open my eyes to see...

That I am smart, beautiful...

respectful, lovable... dutiful.

Show me that without You, I am not tough enough...

I am not strong enough.

Hold me close... don't let me go...

Stand by me while I face my foe...

I need Your hand...

Guide me so I don't get lost in this desert sand.

I am not tough enough...

I just am not strong enough...

Without You...

I just am not... tough enough...

~Marie J.~

I am still trying to figure out how to trust... This poem is from my heart. I cried out to God, and He answered me with a poem... I am praying for you all! Thank you for taking time to read my blog. It means so much to me. Blessings, and many thanks to you all!! <3

"Don't Fall Asleep..."

I sit by your bedside. Watching those

Machines that are keeping you alive…

I heard the Doctor say,

“She may not survive.”

Countless tears fall on those

Snow white sheets…

“Don’t fall asleep…”

I cry softly.

Weeks and months have gone by…

As I sit and watch you

Lay there and die.

My heart is hurting…

My stomach is churning…

I wish I could die for you…

But, on this earth,

It is still too soon…

For me to die…

Instead of you.

My selfish heart…

Just isn’t ready for a brand new start.

I know I must move on…

So I can start a brand new life song.

When you fly away...

Some memories, I promise, will stay…

Things you have left behind…

I promise…

They will shine.

Nothing I say or do,

Will bring me to you.

But, before you go…

I must let you know…

When you stand on those golden streets…

“Don’t Fall Asleep.”

MNJ

Lace...

I woke up last night from a dream about me dying and experiencing this. I am pretty sure it is from the tragic shooting in Ct. I fell asleep with a very heavy heart and prayers going out to them. My heart is heavy, even right now. I cannot imagine the pain that parents, siblings, friends, spouses, and extended family are feeling right now. I pray for comfort and I believe that God can turn this into something good for Him. I send prayers and hugs for all of those hurt yesterday. I wish I was there so that I could hold and cry with them. This is for the children and adults that were killed yesterday.

The clouds darken, rain begins to pour.

My heart is torn, bruised, sore...

I gasp for air...

Air that isn't there.

Tears and caked blood cover my face.

I had once dreamed of being clothed in lace.

I dreamed of holding my man's hand.

Getting married, having kids, and maybe buying some land.

My head throbs.

I vaguely heard my mom choke back sobs.

My dreams slip through my fingers like water.

My life ebbs... farther... and farther...

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

It shouldn't be me that you will miss.

I try to grasp my fading life...

I wanted to live, to be a mother... a wife.

A sheet is thrown over me.

I guess this was meant to be.

A my soul leaves,

I find it hard to believe...

That I am gone.

I hear the wind sing a mournful song.

Angels come to whisk me away.

I wish I had know I would die today.

Cause if I did, I would have kissed mama goodbye.

Instead of leaving her with a sigh.

I fly off into the sky.

I look back and whisper my last goodbye.

I look into God's smiling face.

Then look down and see myself clothed in

satin, jewels, diamonds and lace.

Later, I stroll down the golden streets, my hand in Jesus's hand.

I laugh and run in Heaven's land.

Then He kissed me softly and led me to the river.

He anointed me with oil, causing me to shiver.

He led me to the green grass.

We start to talk and laugh.

I close my eyes and think of mama's face.

I wish there was a way to tell her not to worry...

I am clothed in lace...

~Marie J.~

Prayer: Jesus, I lift up the people suffering right now. I pray for comfort and love for them. I pray that God will turn this into something good, that leads more people to Him. I pray for forgiveness for the gunman. I pray that people will forgive him and not carry hate in their hearts. Because hate won't hurt the hated... it will hurt the hater. I pray for peace to settle over the United States. I pray for those that lost loved ones yesterday. I pray that this storm will soon be over and not linger. I love you all!

Thank you Jesus!

Insecure

Insecure

She is insecure…

She struggles with staying pure.

She doesn’t see herself as beautiful.

She tries to be honorable and dutiful.

She locks the door to the bathroom…

She asks herself, “Will I ever find a groom?”

She stares into the mirror.

Her flaws magnify, just as she fears.

She closes her eyes and turns away.

She does this every day.

She covers her face,

She walks with a fast pace…

So no one can see…

She wants to become the woman,

She always thought herself to be.

She screams silently in her pillow at night.

What a deadly battle she fights.

She always cries…

She doesn’t know why.

Can you hear her screams?

The only time she laughs is in her dreams…

She feels free and loved…

She wonders if there is a God above…

“How can anyone love me?

How would anyone want me?”

She’s insecure…

Striving to be… pure.

~Marie J.~

Free

Here is a poem I wrote, I pray that you will like it.

Free

I sit here, tears streaming down my face.

In my hands, I hold flowers in a small vase.

It is the least you deserve.

But in my heart, your love will be preserved.

Nothing I say or do will bring you back.

Faith-- is something I lack.

I wish you were here...

I would hold you near...

I would fall into your arms and cry.

I ask myself, "Why you? Why?"

I guess God needed you more than I.

I didn't even get to say goodbye.

I can't get you out of my head.

Hard to believe you are actually dead.

I miss your face...

Never did you make a decision out of pure haste.

Keeping you here is selfish of me...

I have got to set you free.

It is gonna hurt,

Seeing you disappear under the dirt.

How could death steal you away from me?

Why do I have to set you free?

Spread your wings and fly.

I close my eyes and whisper my last goodbye.

I will set you free...

Of you and me...

Fly away...

And wait for me on that day.

When I will be free...

Free...

Just you and me...

Free... at last... we are free...

Marie J.

I hope this has touched you. I pray for everyone that is/has experienced this feeling. May God comfort you. Thanks for taking the time to read this! :)