Jesus lives in-between the dark and the light.
Please be the bridge to take us there!
In the harsh glaring daylight,
Lives the judge,
And in the darkest night’s hidden corners,
The judged, who cower, lie in wait…
There’s another way, another time and space,
Created as the sun rises and sets,
Where beauty, joy and wonder weave themselves,
Into a magical playground,
Perfectly blending love and light,
Transforming darkness…
In this space between.
-Gilda Patrica
Two opposite camps,
Separate views,
Clear line, creating
Clean break, right down the middle…
The warmth seeping out.
How do we bridge the gap?
With an olive branch,
One at a time, placed gingerly
Over the deepest wound first,
Then all around…
A nest formed in time,
Safe space for frozen emotions,
To finally thaw.
Where birds of many different feathers,
“Flock together.”
Sharing one planet earth nest, warmed by
The same human life-blood,
Formed by the same Loving Source.
Be the first to offer an olive branch…
Build Love’s peaceful resting place.
-Gilda Patricia
Dear God,
You show me things I’ve never seen, touching my heart in ways it’s never been touched, with pure acceptance and forgiveness. You answer my deepest, most secret heart desires. Most people walking this earth have yet to experience this kind of love. Only your love is fully unconditional and eternal.
Desperately depending on another for love is random and risky. More than risky, it’s fool-hearty! Humans are human with animal natures, weaknesses and personal agendas. It’s very hard to rise above our wants, our desire to feel good. Only God is God, so only God can save us, and on God alone we must depend! We desire a perfect kind of love, soul mate, twin flame. But two human beings are just that, two complex, individual, intricate humans, “with flaws.” How can two people be forever lovers, with forever hot flaming hearts? This type of passion is temporary at best. Even Titanic’s Rose and Jack would grow bored and weary with everyday living!
But God’s love lives on and on forever, never waning. Gifting me, and showering me with endless love. God lights my soul’s flame with joy, awe, miracles and wonder. From the depths of His eternal love and wisdom, an overflow of insights and riches to discover…an unending mystery unraveling. OK, God You win! There’s no love like Your love. This young soul world is sadly mistaken, having been misdirected to a life of dissatisfaction…seeking unconditional and eternal adoration from a perfect mate and lover.
…And yet, this desire is normal and not wrong! It’s our earthly destiny. Forgiveness the only key.
Love me.
The Master of Peace,
Created you…a masterpiece!
Independent Contractor,
Built with precision,
Your life, so freely given.
With human nature and
Indiscretion factored in…
Unconditionally loved and forgiven.
When empty shell found,
Hiding behind the sun…
Peace offered without compensation,
For all shattered, scattered, broken pieces.
Master Builder to remake with ease,
Your brokenness…replacing piece for peace.
Sign on dotted line today…(with indelible faith),
To begin transformation.
-Gilda Patricia
Only the ego would resist love,
This enemy within and without.
Ego pride,
Ego fear,
Ego shame,
Ego doubt.
Resist the ego,
And spread love around.
How could love ever be wrong?
If you’re shaking your head,
It’s because ego is strong…
Unbending, unyielding,
Obstinate and unmoveable,
unforgiving, unforgivable?
When it comes to love,
Great strength is in acceptance,
patience, gentleness, forgiveness…
God’s feminine face.
–Gilda Patricia
You didn’t drop me,
From your arms,
On purpose or,
Even by accident.
No, you placed me,
Down gently by the side of,
The road…
Then quietly walked away.
With forgiveness and gratitude,
For you, and for life,
Biggest heartache,
Turned around…
Abandonment healed.
Now tucked safely in the pocket,
Of Your healing heart,
Sweet Jesus,
Accepting love again,
With childlike abandon.
(Letter from newly adopted child of God.)
-Gilda Patricia
All the shards,
Of my broken heart,
Scattered,
Like road-kill,
On the dusty highway of life,
After crashing head long,
Into your cold-blooded,
Metallic heart.
Transformed in the Light,
Of grace and forgiveness…
My broken pieces,
Have now become,
As a beach full of shells,
Happily resting in the warmth of God’s love;
Counted as One with,
His most Precious Collection.
-Gilda Patricia
Day 19 word of the day- habilin (n.) Anything given to somebody for safekeeping
Word High July-30 Beautiful Filipino Words
challenge set by A Reading Writer’s blog, and Doodles and Scribbles
https://areadingwritr.wordpress.com/2016/06/30/word-high-july-welcome/
Your heart like tranquil waters,
Smooth sailing,
On peaceful seas,
Suddenly halted,
By the crashing wave,
Of my outburst.
Set adrift,
By my choppy undercurrent;
The life inside your heart,
Now as tepid water,
Stagnant and clipped…
Thankfully raised up,
In the wake of,
My amends.
Your waves of forgiveness,
Soothe my silakbo.
-Gilda Patricia
Written for Word High July-30 Beautiful Filipino Words
Day 8- silakbo- meaning: emotional outburst.
Challenge set by A Reading Writer’s Blog, and Doodles and Scribbles.
https://areadingwritr.wordpress.com/2016/06/30/word-high-july-welcome/
Tripping over my own tongue,
As hurtful words spill forth…
Caught tenderly,
In the soft pocket,
Of your forgiveness.
Shattered by a crushing blow to heart,
body, or spirit,
The ego left for nearly dead.
A lucky few surrender and cry out to God,
Thereby allowing the miracle of grace,
To sweep swiftly through their broken places,
Reigniting their soul’s flame,
Calming and drawing them into,
A dark inner wilderness,
Replete with emotional dragons, demons, and ghosts,
The likes of which few would care to know, or dare to go.
Yet turning back now,
Is to play pretend.
The trusted companion, grace,
Alights young soul travelers,
With joy, love, gratitude, peace and forgiveness,
Giving them strength to go the mile,
Clearing and navigating,
The once hidden path of God’s Will.
Leading them down, out and all the way through,
To the (other), spiritually lighter side.
Young spirits freed,
Don their new wings.
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