My Soul Cries Out

My Soul Cries Out

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Evidence spills with each sunrise
dispelling doubt and fear
A promise of restoration
says I was made for more

Prisoner of self-imposed reprisal
Hope evaporates in shadow
Darkness swallows the light
Wounds fester and breed

Despite my inadequacies
my double mindedness
even my brokenness
I was made for more

My soul cries out
from the confines of
This fragile and cracked vessel
Slivers of light impart

Light repelling darkness
Light invigorating faith
Light that soars like wings
Light exposing the truth

I was made for more

 

Beckie Lindsey

Rebecca, aka, Beckie, is a wife and mother of three grown children and two adorable cats. She is thoroughly content with a cup of coffee, a piece of dark chocolate, and a great book. She serves in music and women’s ministry at her local church. Her passion is to encourage others to not only know the truths of the Bible, but to experience them personally and practically in everyday life. Rebecca is a freelance writer and blogger. She has been published in newspapers, online sites, devotionals, blogs, and magazines. She is currently co-writing a Bible study as well as a YA Christian/supernatural novel. Connect with Beckie below!

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