Trusting God Through Life's Painful Moments

Faith, Love, Healing

DERAILED

The days were gentle, my steps were free, Sunlight danced on a life carefree. Laughing loud, my heart took flight, No shadows loomed to dim the light.

Safe I felt, like a child at play, Unknowing of the pain that lay. Skipping paths where no fear grew, Till darkness struck, and I broke in two.

Derailed, my world slipped away, Lost in a fog where no home stayed. Where am I? The question burned, Hiding in my mind, too scared to turn.

One moment stole the tracks I knew, Left me wandering, no path in view. Life moved on, but I stood still, Trapped in thoughts no heart could fill.

Which way now? No guide, no sign, Fear held tight, claiming all that's mine. In a haze, I ran, I hid, I tried, Keeping safe where my soul resided.

But deep within, a whisper grew, A light, a hope, I barely knew. I saw the wounds that evil made, Yet God's soft grace began to fade the shade.

He lifted me, His love my guide, Set my feet where peace resides. Back on track, I breathe, I mend, Looking to Him, where fears can end.

                                                                    Aubin Eevee

His truth, a lie, heaps weight on my soul, Left me with scars and a child to hold. Misery’s my comfort, a load I’ve known, His choices bind me, I’m crushed, alone. Each day a fight, through tears and despair, A mother’s heart bears what none should bear. Old wounds whisper, they cut like a knife, Stealing my dreams, chaining my life. But God’s truth shines, a light through my pain, “Daughter, My love breaks every chain.” I’m weary, yet seeking, I reach for His glow, His grace lifts my sorrow, lets burdens go. Through the hurt, I rise, His strength sets me free, This load falls away as His truth carries me.

                                                Aubin Eevee

Gotta stay tough, can’t break, can’t fall, A man’s gotta stand, carry it all. Weight on my chest, pain’s my old friend, Too strong to crack, I’ll fight to the end. Misery’s my comfort, carved in my soul, Past scars and failures take their toll. I grip it tight, this hurt I know, Pride keeps me chained, too scared to let go. But God’s whisper pierces my hardened shell, “Son, drop the load, let your burdens dwell.” The toughness cracks, I’m weary, undone, His light calls soft, “You’re enough, My son.” Each choice to stay pulls me deeper in strife, Yet His voice hums, “I’m your strength, your life.” I turn, let go, the weight starts to fade, In His grace, I’m free, no longer afraid.

                                              Aubin Eevee

HER BURDEN

HIS BURDEN