I thought that I might waller
I would hold my head and cry;
but the peace that overwhelmed me
shocked the little girl inside.
No one else can hold the power.
No bitterness can encase
a heart that has found healing,
growing and learning from it's mistakes.
Breathing became easy.
My mind was intent on letting go.
I felt a lifting of the heaviness,
that once kept me moving slow.
Jesus wrapped his arms around me;
around the home that couldn't stand.
I blindly reached out for an escape,
and I grasped his steady hand.