Echoes of Grace

  In the quiet halls of a distant, regal court, Nehemiah stood, his posture a silent report. A cupbearer, serving with grace so imbued, Each gesture, each glance, in reverence subdued. Before him, the king, in his grandeur arrayed, Yet humble was the hand from which he was swayed. For Nehemiah held more than wine in his grip, A heart for his people, a sacred trusteeship. In the shadow of power, a servant's heart beats, Beneath robes of service, steadfastness meets. Tasks, menial to mighty, with equal care tended, Prayers whispered for those he represented. A wall broken, a city bare, A call to rebuild, a burden to bear. With cup set aside, and trowel in hand, He answered a higher, divine command. Through gates long neglected, past stones overturned, His faith, his resilience, in each trial confirmed. From serving at tables to guarding a cause, His life a testament to servitude’s laws. For the heart of a servant knows no bound walls, It hears the soft whisper when duty calls. In pal...

O Creator, who forms each heart anew,  Your love knows no bounds, vast as the sky.  In every change, Your mercy shines through,  A beacon of hope, a comforting sigh.   From the depths of our being, we rise,  Seeking Your face, yearning for grace.  In every mirror, Your image lies,  Reflected in courage, embraced in faith.   When the world grows cold and shadows loom,  Your light remains, a constant guide.  In trials and triumphs, through joy and gloom,  You stand with us, ever by our side.   Each step we take on this sacred way,  Your hand upholds, Your voice does call.  In whispers of peace, You gently say,  "Beloved, in Me, you are known, you are all."   In our quest for truth, in our search for name,  You are the source, the eternal flame.  In Your embrace, we find no shame,  But a place of honor, a call to proclaim.   For You, O Lord, have crafted our soul,  With tender care, wit...

In the shadows, you were my shield,  A guardian in a world unkind,  D xxx , you stood strong, concealed,  While I, Danielle, waited confined.   A fortress built with fear and care,  You kept me safe, yet locked away,  In darkness, we found solace there,  Awaiting dawn, a brighter day.   A prison crafted not from hate,  But from a need to guard and hold,  In your arms, I learned to wait,  In your strength, I found my bold.   Yet as the years began to turn,  The walls you built could not contain,  The fire within me, fierce to burn,  A spirit free from silent pain.   You were my shelter, my disguise,  A ghost of who I longed to be,  In you, a mirror of my eyes,  Reflecting strength and bravery.   Now, as I stand in light, revealed,  Danielle, the name that sets me free,  I honor you, the one who healed,  The past, the pain, the history.   We are one, yet two in time,...

In the heart where freedom blooms,   Where love and spirit intertwine,   We walk together, breaking gloom,   In the light of hope divine.   For freedom Christ has set us free,   No longer bound by chains of old,   In love’s embrace, we dare to be,   Queer and cherished, strong and bold.   Stand firm, my siblings, in this grace,   Let no one bind your soul with fear,   In Christ, we find our sacred place,   Where every voice is welcomed here.   Against the tide, we’ve journeyed long,   Through whispers cold and shadows deep,   But in His love, we now belong,   A promise beautiful to keep.   In the Word, the truth is clear,  The fruit of Spirit’s gentle sway,   Is love, joy, peace, and courage dear,   Guiding us along our way.   So live, dear hearts, with faith and pride,   In every step, let love abound, ...