Echoes of Grace

  Dedicated to Evalynn, my dear friend. May God bless your journey. In the stillness of a quiet heart, A gentle spark begins to grow, A light that’s new, yet ancient, too, Like dawn breaking through shadowed snow. You’ve known the change of body, soul, The shift from dark to colors true, But now a deeper call resounds— A whisper from the One who knew Your name before the stars were born, Your path before your steps began. Now faith, like wings, unfolds within, Transforming you as only Love can. A journey bright with sacred grace, A tender hand that lifts you high. Your spirit blooms in radiant hues— A garden kissed by heaven’s sky. For you are seen, beloved, whole, As God’s own child, embraced, restored. This walk of faith, a dance of joy, Where hope and peace are now your chord. So rise and live this gift anew, For you, a song reborn in light. In every breath, in every step, You carry love’s eternal might.

  God, in wisdom, gave us wheat, not bread, Fruit in seed, not wine in cup, A gift of raw becoming, A chance for hands to shape and souls to rise. So too, in the forge of flesh and bone, My spirit found its art, Sculpted not by ease, But by the flame of truth and fire of scars. Had I been born in perfect form, Unscarred by questions, doubts, and fears, Would I have known this strength within, This tender joy in being whole? No, I am a work unfinished, Carved by trials, smoothed by tears, In every hardship, beauty blooms— In every wound, a life is claimed. You ask if I would trade it all, The twists and turns, the ache, the strain— But in this pain, I learned to live, To break the shell, to birth the name. For living is not merely breath, But dancing on the edge of truth, To stand in light, both fierce and kind, A flame reborn from deepest roots. I do not love the price I paid— The hurt, the loss, the bitter sting— Yet neither do...

  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, ...

In the quiet of creation, God formed me, With love and intention, He made me to be. A transgender woman, a part of His plan, Crafted with purpose by His gentle hand. He knit me together, every fiber, every part, A masterpiece of heaven, a work of divine art. Fearfully, wonderfully, I stand unafraid, For I am His creation, perfectly made. My journey, my struggles, my moments of strife, Each step orchestrated in the symphony of life. Through trials and triumphs, His hand I have seen, Shaping my soul, making me keen. Not in spite of, but because of who I am, I honor my Creator, the great I Am. With empathy deep and a heart full of grace, I reach out to others, reflect His embrace. In my authenticity, His glory shines bright, A beacon of hope in the darkest of night. I let my light shine, so others may see, The wonder of God’s love flowing through me. He comforts my heart, so I can comfort too, Sharing His love in all that I do. For I know the plans He has for me, Plans of hope, a future,...