Withering at the Blues E-Book

Tatiana Whigham

• Herausgeber: Revival Waves of Glory Books & Publishing
• Kategorie: Religion und Spiritualität
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023

Beschreibung

In this book, I have comprised many thoughts, feelings, and struggles of many people dedicated to the Christian faith. I've used moments of my life as well as moments of the lives of others to really drive the message that 'Nobody's perfect, and we all need one another. Often times, as I travel in the ministry, I notice that many people are afraid to voice their pains, voice their issues, and voice their brokenness. I really wish to clarify that it's through our brokenness that the love of Jesus really begins to shape and mold us into His image and likeness. We can't come to God with everything all together. We have to be humble enough to come to Him and allow Him to put us back together. I hope that someone is encouraged to love a little harder, have faith a little longer, and to hope without end.

Leseprobe

Withering at the Blues:

Melody of the Heart

Tatiana Whigham

Copyright © 2016. All rights reserved.

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Published by Revival Waves of Glory Books & Publishing

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Published in the United States of America

Paperback: 978-1684111763

Table of Contents

Crowns

Sorrow’s Child

This place

Blackness of the Dark

Sitting here

Call of the Wild

Nights Like This

If every day was a Sunny Day

Tree Tops

Call Me

The math in my Heart

Drum

Poor Little Lady

The Way and the Winds

I Knew

Precious Lord

Hear Me

Words

By the Water

King on the Cross

Random Thoughts

My Sweet Heart

Tossed Ship

God’s Not Finished

Help Is Coming

Dry Land

The Caged Bird and Me

Pressing Our Way

Come Hear the Jay Birds Sing

Who’s Going To

Jesus on the Bridge

Try Again

I’m Just A Flower

Crowns

Here, I give you two crowns of glory.

One to please yourself, and the other

To show the world your story.

In your crown, lies layers and layers

Of lies and deceit.

But with a meekness of heart you’ve

Overcome that week after week.

The jewels that shine so pretty and bright

From here to there

Symbolize the many tears that

You’ve had to cry night after night.

The glitter that sparkles and the sturdy

Frame that holds it straight is just

Public displays of God’s grace.

Symbolizing all of the times that

He wouldn’t let you down and all of

The times that you were lost and He allowed

You to be found.

This crown, this crown is for the world to see

Showing that God can make all things possible even when

The situation looks bleak.

So wear your crowns just as proud

As can be,

Because they are the only witnesses

Of your life’s story from weak to meek!

Sorrow’s Child

Sometimes it’s hard to rise above

Unchartered waters.

Floating, sinking, panting

For dear life all the while.

Like you’re passing through the tides

Known only to be Sorrow’s child.

Sometimes, it feels better

To taste the winds and be

Forced to stare into the skies of a gentle breeze.

Some will never understand the pain

Of staying a float

When it’s just so easy to simply let go.

Some will never understand the agony

Of kicking amidst the waves

Until they’ve been forced to lie witness

To their own dreary graves.

Some may find this chaotic, strange,

Or even wild.

But what can I say?

I must be sorrow’s child.

Sometimes the tears flow at such a constant rate

That even my very existence I begin to hate.

The pain of my failures, heartbreaks, and setbacks

Puts me in a place of suffocation.

As I begin to drown in the puddles of life,

It’s like no one can understand