Fear drifts us further from peace EL

Monday’s Message

The fear of the unknown 
Treading the zone
The zone in between His mercies abode
and wavering into the deep darkness alone

No one is listening
As your heart rages on
Stop there sweet girl,
The pressure is gone

The pressure to be
The pressure to feel
A certain feeling, too unreal
You, my darling, are more than worldly appeal

Your thoughts, they are heard 
Without saying a single word
He is listening closely 
Even to the absurd 

The absurd apprehension
The senseless tension
Yes, He listens
To His daughter so distant

Step out of your limbo
And give in to His fire’s kindle
That fire that burns so fiercely for you
Even when you are feeling lost in the blue 

His love, it beckons
It whispers “come near”
“Daughter of mine, you have nothing to fear”