In Heaven’s Hold

In Heavens HoldIn but an instant,

all the pain did end;

as strong arms lifted,

His light did attend.

My heart could not hold,

so much to take in;

my once sickly frame,

no more frail and thin.

This heart now so light,

through bright rays we soared;

soon arriving home,

where I am adored.

Knees wanting to bend,

head ready to bow;

I heard Him calling,

“Anne, come to me now.”

His arms were outstretched,

I began to run;

to my loving Lord,

Overcoming One.

As I reached His arms,

fell in His embrace;

He spun me around,

looked upon my face.

Though I was fearful,

of what I might see;

tender loving eyes,

were looking at me.

With ear to His chest,

I heard His heartbeat;

He told me the sound,

was His love for me.

He allowed me stay,

in the warmth of Him;

’til I was ready,

to get down again.

Back upon my feet,

He offered His hand;

together we walked,

marveled at this land.

All around I peered,

at so much to see;

He then reminded,

that all was for me.

Do not fear friends,

I now know such peace;

I’ll be here waiting,

for your sweet release.

So much to behold,

such wonder to see;

may you find great joy,

when you think of me.

“Yet I am always with You; You hold me by my right hand. You guide me with Your counsel, and afterward You will take me into glory.” – (Psalm 73:23-24)

Dear Heavenly Father, thank You that in You, death is not the end, but rather, the beginning. Thank You that You have gone before us to prepare a place in paradise forever. Forgive us for fearing our own end on earth, and help us to hold a heavenly view. Teach us to live and love as though we will see You very soon, as this life is but an instant in comparison to eternity. May our love and hope, even in times of great sorrow and struggle, show those who know You not yet, how to come to hold Your hope and promises as their own. Amen.

© Shannon Elizabeth Moreno and Revelations in Writing, May 2011 – present.

I Cry Out

I Cry Out
From the deepest place,

hidden in my heart;

I cry out to You,

please make known my part.

O Lord hear my cry,

this sorrowful voice;

may Your ears now hear,

let my heart rejoice.

Joy not for the loss,

but for Your mercy;

the kindness You’ve shown,

suffering’s defeat.

I wait on You Lord,

yes, my soul shall wait;

my hope in Your word,

Your promises made.

My trust rests in You,

as You take my hand;

please help my heart see,

my mind understand.

Oh that I’d behold,

a heavenly view;

salve for my sad soul,

a space to renew.

Mine eyes fix on You,

the true Saving Grace;

as You hold my heart,

my safe healing place.

“Out of the depths I cry to You, O Lord; O Lord, hear my voice. Let Your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy.” (Psalm 130:1-2)

“I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in His word I put my hope.” – (Psalm 130:5)

Dear Heavenly Father, thank You that You hold us up when our hearts overflow with heaviness. Thank You that You are the safe space to share our sorrow. Thank You that though sadness may last for a time, Your joy will come again. Thank You that You bring beauty from our ashes, and holy hope from our despair. Forgive me for fearing the flood of emotion that waits for further release, and please hold our tender hearts in Your loving hands. Thank You that even now, You are moving mountains in hearts and minds, so that Your hope may be found and held fast by those who know You not yet. May our trust in You, even in the ache, bring hope to the hurting. May they too, find way to place all trust in You. Let Your lavish love wash over us, and may we fearlessly love those around us. Amen.

© Shannon Elizabeth Moreno and Revelations in Writing, May 2011 – present