Rev Cheryl Birch

Thoughts, Meditations of the Heart, Poems & Prophecies

In the Middle of Anguish is Gold

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Clouds, dark clouds, encase my heart.
Such sadness gloves my soul.
Loss pierces me like a dart
Wrenching, taking emotional toll.

Everywhere I turn seems gray.
All sunshine fled in an instant.
Now weeping encompasses my day.
Joy seems far off, so distant.

Wet pillow of tears, wiping my face.
Deep sigh. Barely slept again.
Praying, head in hands; suddenly feel an embrace.
Strength infuses me easing the pain.

Wings of peace mount up guard.
Such amazing comfort; strong and bold;
In Jesus’ hands, love scarred.
In the middle of anguish is found gold.

Slowly, at first, then totally free,
With help pouring out of heaven,
I get up each day, perfect love I see.
It pours out from the Father to strengthen.

Sunny heart, unexpected, blazing fire breaks forth!
No clouds! No doubts! No sadness!
Healing completed, now I daily rejoice
And share with others His gladness!

Copyrighted 2013 Cheryl S Birch

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