10 Apr 2020

Five Minute Friday [16] - This Hope

I could never imagine how cruel the pain or the curse
I have no excuse for how I only stood by and watched
You’ve seen me at my ficklest and seen me at my worst
And still my sin and burden was by Your hand dislodged
How can I be so lost in my mind sometimes?
How do I miss so often what You offered then and offer daily?
How could I ever have returned to guilt and lies?
How can I not stand and say now that You can take all of me?
Hope is light surrounding me even on a dark day
Hope is knowing the truth and knowing true life
Hope is the sound of You calling out my name
Hope cannot be removed when it lives deep inside
This hope is a gift and it’s a lifeline
This hope is eternal and it’s bright
This hope is yours and it’s mine
This hope is going to set us alight

This hope is bright

-t.h.
written: 10/04/20

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But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement for our peace was upon Him, and by His stripes we are healed. / Isaiah 53:5, NKJV

For we were saved in this hope. / Romans 8:24, NKJV

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I pray that wherever and whoever you are, that you and your loved ones are kept safe today and over the weekend, and I pray that you have hope. May His light find you and shine upon you during this trying time and always.

3 Apr 2020

Five Minute Friday [15] - A Thousand Summers



Seasons, they fall away from us and into one another
The summer sun relents to autumn's fiery display of colour
But it happens gently, as if they mourn each other
It's in how spring always seems hesitant to bloom away winter

This life is full of moments I don't want to let go of
And some that I thought would never ever come
The things we've yet to lose and the things we've lost
The growing pains of it all nearly renders me undone

But seasons, they arrive and take their leave 
and each carry with them a purpose
And the place we're in now, it can surely teach us
So like the leaves that fall, let this be thought reckless
But my heart will lie still in the cold, 
warmed by the thought of a thousand summers

-t.h.
written: 03/04/20