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Hold my hand, and let us wander,
Through the quiet of waiting,
Through the gentle hush of dreams,
Where every heartbeat calls your name.

I always wondered why my heart felt empty…
A hollow space I could not fill,
No matter how I chased the world’s standards,
No matter how I followed paths set before me.

Time moved slowly, yet every memory
Shimmered brighter, clearer,
As if the world itself paused
To watch our paths collide at last.

And then I found you.
Suddenly, the emptiness dissolved.
Every step, every longing, every quiet ache
Led me straight to you.

Oh, how long I waited,
Oh, how long I longed for you,
Yet each moment of waiting
Brought me closer, closer to you.

Every smile, every whispered word,
Feels like a dream, fragile and sweet,
Yet more real than the world around us,
A joy that blooms eternal in your presence.

Now, with you, everything is complete.
The pieces I didn’t know were missing
Are whole again,
And my heart rests, full and at peace,
Cradled in the presence of what truly matters.

What was once meaningless,
What was once silent and empty,
Now glows with the light of your being,
And my soul sings in quiet wonder.

Hold my hand, and let us wander,
Through the days, through the nights,
Through the endless rhythm of laughter and love,
For in your presence, I am home.

Oh, how long I waited,
Yet now that you are here,
Time bends, the world sighs,
And everything is as it should be—
A dream come true,
A song we live together.
Listen to this song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=78OK1_MbZ_g&list=RD78OK1_MbZ_g&start_radio=1
Anne Lamott once said "Almost everything will work again if you unplug it for a few minutes, including you."

God's voice has not grown quieter, it just so happens that the world's voice has grown louder. That is the very reason why we cannot hear God calling us. He wanted us to be still even for only a moment. Resist the noise today. Unplug from the kingdom of distraction and Tune in to the kingdom of Heaven.
Do not follow your heart because Our hearts were never designed to be followed, but to be led. Our hearts were never designer to be gods in whom we believe; they are designed to believe in God.

The human heart is deceitful and cannot be trusted apart from God
His words will be the revealing lamp to our curious feet
The world whispers, “Follow what feels right”
But God’s Word says, “Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path”

He is the calm before the storm
The world screams, “Peace is impossible, chaos rules!”
Yet in God’s whisper, and in Jesus’ command, the storm obeys
When you walk into the water you might drown
Yet Jesus walks on it and calls you to trust

The fire in the burning bush
The world thinks, “Power is raw; it consumes everything”
When you touch that flame, you burn
Only God’s hand can guide it without consuming the pure

The author behind the parting of the sea
God instructed Moses: raise your staff, part the waters
Turn the Nile to blood, bring frogs, gnats, and locusts
Turn the staff into a serpent on the ground
Strike the rock, water gushes for the thirsty
Manna falls from heaven, quail fills the camp
He saves Israel from slavery, leads them through the desert
All by His command, all by His will

Elijah calls fire from heaven on Mount Carmel
Elisha multiplies oil, raises the dead, purifies poisoned stew
Daniel in the lions’ den survives, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego in the furnace walk untouched
Isaiah prophesies, Jonah survives the great fish, Job stands firm through suffering
All wonders, all power, all glory belong to Him

He works wonders
The world calls them luck, coincidence, or show
But Isaiah cried, Daniel saw
The blind man sees, the ***** is cleansed, the lame walk, the deaf hear
The woman touches Jesus’ garment and is healed
Jesus turns water to wine at Cana, feeds five thousand with loaves and fishes
He walks on water, calms storms, raises the dead
He casts out demons, heals the sick, shows mercy to the lost
All wonders, all power, all glory belong to Him

We are judged by the world only to see that they crucified the perfect, sinless man
The world says, “Innocence is weak, success is power”
God shows the Lamb who suffers, who redeems, who saves

We are freed and forgiven, cleaned and renewed by the Paschal Lamb, Jesus
The world demands payment, effort, merit
But Jesus gives it freely
When you touch Him, you are reborn
When you embrace Him, your chains fall away

He is the same yesterday, today, and forever
All the wonders of old and new testify His glory
The world may mock, may doubt, may demand proof
Yet His power remains, beyond the storm, beyond the flame, beyond the sea, beyond death
We stand in awe, we believe, we follow
Not the world, but Him

He is the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end
The Lion of Judah, the Root of David, the Lamb who was slain
He is the King of kings, Lord of lords, the bright Morning Star
He holds the keys of death and Hades, the One who makes all things new
Every tribe, every tongue, every nation will see His glory
He is the Revelation, the eternal Word, the One who was, who is, and who is to come
Before this day ends, I will leave you an inspirational quote written by John Mark Comer:

"The solution to an overbusy life is not more time. It is to slow down and simplify our lives around what really matters"

I learned that, you cannot live at a full speed forever. Stop giving your attention to what is loud, urgent or unfinished. Start turning your awareness to the shepherd that walks beside you. Let him restore what's been depleted.
how to escape a toxic environment? I do not know. I learned one thing. I stopped growing. My movements are limited. My ideas are stagnant. This is so not me. The old me thinks outside the box. I begged to my friends to stay with me until I feel like going home. I do not want to go home because my house feels like hell. It is always about me and my mistakes. They always force me to be someone I am not. To do something I do not like. To go somewhere I do not want to go. To say things I don't mean. I am 25 but until now I still live in my parents' house and I still am dependent to them because they won't set me free. I still have no own decision to make. Everything I do is still about them and not about me. So, tell me, when did I start becoming a liar? The moment I found out that they are strict and conservative. They are emotional parasites. Wanting to bleed you dry. When it is their mistake but they blame you. They manipulate and gaslight you.

What kind of environment did I grow into.

I see myself as a wildflower that sprouted in a ***— limited spaces. My roots wanted to expand the space, but it is too congested for me to stay anymore. So I learned to outgrown everything. They are no use of me anymore.


breaktime|monologue 19:23
Does it hurt you when you appreciate the things I do for this family?
If not, then why can’t you be grateful for my efforts?
You turned me into a maid, as if the chores of this home are mine alone to bear.
Aren’t they meant to be shared by my siblings too?
Why limit their chores and reason out, "It was because they are still a student"
Then why leave everything on my shoulders?
Is it because I am unemployed?
All you do is complain, while all you see are my mistakes?
I felt like everything I did was wrong
I tried my best, but I think, I guess, it was not enough
Instead of scolding me, why not help?
I am built imperfectly, not conceived perfectly.
If you cannot learn to appreciate me… if you cannot see the heart behind the work I do…
Then you’ve left me with no choice but to leave you all behind.
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