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Friday, April 20, 2012


ABANDONED
Utterly abandoned to the Holy Ghost!
Seeking all His fullness at whatever cost;
Cutting all the shore-lines, launching in the deep
Of His mighty power–strong to save and keep.
Utterly abandoned to the Holy Ghost!
Oh! the sinking, sinking, until self is lost!
Until the emptied vessel lies broken at His feet;
Waiting till His filling shall make the work complete.
Utterly abandoned to the will of God;
Seeking for no other path than my Master trod;
Leaving ease and pleasure, making Him my choice,
Waiting for His guidance, listening for His voice.
Utterly abandoned! no will of my own;
For time and for eternity, His, and His alone;
All my plans and purposes lost in His sweet will,
Having nothing, yet in Him all things possessing still.
Utterly abandoned! ’tis so sweet to be
Captive in His bonds of love, yet so wondrous free;
Free from sin’s entanglements, free from doubt and fear,
Free from every worry, burden, grief or care.
Utterly abandoned! oh, the rest is sweet,
As I tarry, waiting, at His blessed feet;
Waiting for the coming of the Guest divine,
Who my inmost being shall perfectly refine.
Lo! He comes and fills me, Holy Spirit sweet!
I, in Him, am satisfied! I, in Him, complete!
And the light within my soul shall nevermore grow dim
While I keep my covenant–abandoned unto Him!
–Author Unknown






Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Little Girl Waiting


 Little Girl Waiting

Copyright by Dianna Renee Jackson

Somewhere deep inside is a child;
Wounded, waiting;
Waiting for the woman 
She struggled, fought, battled to become,
To peel back all the pain,
Peer behind the curtains of her failures,
Lift the blinds on her own attempts at hiding
The hurting little girl waiting, 
Waiting. 

Waiting deep inside 
for her to start
Tearing down the wall 
The wall of brick hurt
That circles round about her.

Brick on brick, brick on brick,
Hurt on hurt, ugly word on ugly word, 
Slander on slander, 
Slap on slap, abuse on abuse, 
Reject on reject, 
Brick on brick. 

There she waits the wounded hurting little girl. 
Waiting as the woman she has become
Tears down that wall, 
Lifts up those blinds,
Peers behind the curtains and 
Peels back the layers 
To set her free 
From deep inside and 
Giver her what she's longed for 
So long:

A hug from the woman 
She has become and a 
Whisper in her ear that says
"I love you as you are, and 
I will never allow someone to hurt you 
ever again!"