Hello dear ones. I thought I’d share another poem today. Watch out…I may get in a habit of this lol. Again please don’t copy but you can give the link. I wrote this years ago during a hard time in my life. I know it’s hard for people to hear that Christians and those with good families can also deal with bad depression. But I know that Jesus has gotten me through some doozies and that I am completely weak without him. So I guess this is me boasting in my weakness. I’m going through a hard time right now with an ill family member. So please keep my family in your prayers. God has always got me through in the past (even when I couldn’t lift my head) so I know he will get me through now. That doesn’t mean there won’t be pain and sorrow. I just look to His arms to hold me and my loved ones. Anywho, here is my poem.
Kiss of Grace
by Amber Dover
March 27th, 2008
Come on. I need a rider on a white horse,
I’m dying in this hell.
Everyday it gets harder to be strong,
I don’t wanna fail.
But I bleed inside,
please kiss away my pain.
I’m ready to fall off the edge,
I’m begging for the rain.
I wonder if I scream will anyone hear?
If I cut myself will they see my fear?
I’m so desperate,
but I have a life to live.
I have a family,
I have such beauty to give.
Jesus, I can’t hide and I can’t escape,
so I give you my all.
You have to rescue my heart,
God, please don’t let me fall.
I’m struggling,
struggling just to stand.
I’m drowning in weakness,
please hold my hand.
God bless & remember the High King lives! ~Amber Dover
Such a beautifully raw and honest poem, and I can definitely relate to the feelings you expressed Amber. You do have such beauty to give, and I’m glad God lifted you out of that ‘season’ and held your hand. Praying you’ll continue to know His presence as you struggle with the illness of your family member.
x Ali
Thank you sweet sister and I treasure your prayers. They are so needed now. I don’t see how any one can make it in this world with out the Father’s hand. Often I wonder how they can pick their head up in the morning without God’s help.