The hard placeswithin
cry out for a thaw,
for an outpouring:
of Your
living water,
a fresh breeze of Your Presence,
the radiance of Your face
and burn of Your love
to melt away the
crust formed over
my heart.
Underneath
the seeds
You have planted
are impatient
to erupt,
to emerge
from under the barrier
they have been straining against,
in their effort
to obey the call
of their Creator.
As the thaw continues,
cracks emerge,
fine lined at first,
but space for new growth
begins to look possible.
Seeking more rain,
more Son,
more wind,
the season of my heart
continues towards spring.
The cracks widen
and the first of the seeds
emerges
in its beautiful greenery,
stretching up to
greet a new day
of possibility.
The bud begins to show
as the garden of my hear
continues to grow.
Despite the cold swirling
all around
this new life
is springing up
from the former hard ground.
You make everything new,
and make beautiful things
out of us.
#hopeinHisPresence
KARLA LEES 