Midnight Call

 

Unable to sleep, my spirit is stirred to rise from my warm bed and seek out my chair. In the shadows it waits for my pondering and quiet revelations.

It’s there among notes and open pages, I pray in stillness. Humble and low in my words as I lift up my praise. Off hand there is a war of thoughts that battle to trigger things unholy and away from purpose.

It’s only a matter of minutes before I am overwhelmed by the awesome power that has transformed my life. My heart can barely beat past the relief that I can feel happiness and peace, that I am no longer a prisoner of my shame and hurt. To breathe in the light and know that I am held forever, cements my Faith.

 

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About ingridfalconi

I'm a married mother of three and a published author.
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