Poetic Inkwells and More

  A Second Wind As I intercede in prayer, These words come to me-- The Body of Christ needs A Second Wind. Suddenly like a Wind, I blow my breath into the air- I blow away fear, weakness, Grief, loss, anxiety and more. My breath blows away the dead things. Things that cannot serve God's children. Until the time of Rapture, I must blow out the firery darts. Breathing out of breath so it seems, Then comes the Second Wind. At once I am moving with speed, Laying aside the heavy weight of sin That so easily besets God's children. (Hebrews 12:1) I catch my breath again, Now blowing away unbelief. In one last gust of breath, I am racing in freedom.

The Chains Fell Silent The chains fell silent, one by one, Not with a clatter, but with the Son. A whisper broke the iron bars, A light split through the darkest scars. The voice of lies had held its throne, Spoke in shadows, made fear its own. But truth was stronger, fierce and bright, Unveiling love —unchained by night. Oh, weary heart, you were not lost, Though storm and sorrow named their cost. The battle raged, the years ran long, Yet faith was writing victory’s song. No voice of shame, no fear remains, The Lamb has spoken—He reclaims. Your wounds are healed, your soul set free, For Christ has won your destiny. The road behind—oh, let it fade, For grace has called, the debt is paid. You stand now whole, the past undone, Not by your strength, but by the Son. So, lift your head, let praises rise, The King has called—you are His prize. The chains fell silent, night withdrew— Oh, child of God, He carried you. This poem was sent to me as a gift and the by line will remain anony...