GOD’S BRUSH STROKES.

​You are,

A painter’s touch

The spring of existence 

A sculptor’s hand

The root of creation

A poet’s word

The psalm of David.
You are,

The beauty of a broken branch;

The mockery of perfection.
You are,

The courage in Daniel;

The bravery in David,

The strength of a thousand warriors,

A ray in the rain,

The dance in Jehoshaphat.
You are the reason the sun meets the Earth in an endless horizon.
You are God’s brush strokes.
#LifeasChristy

I’m not Afraid, but sometimes I am.

​Dim lights,

Still too bright

Scorching deep with bravery still in bars. 

If I could take hope, I would give her wings to soar the sky expanse .

If I were strong enough I would tilt gravity, 

Teaching my me to sprout faith bigger than a mountain. 

Talking with nature and hearing her tales. 

I could shake a little sea if I break free. 

I’m not afraid 

But

Sometimes I am. 

                            LifeasChristy.