by jennie joy

These words were playing in my head one morning back in May
as I woke from a dream where Jesus beckoned me to follow Him.

He says, “come follow,” and i hear it on the wind
(heart thrilling to be with Him)
laughter in His eyes and scarred hand extended
will i rise? join His dance
that broken souls would be mended?

His hair is tousled in the breeze, building to a tempest
(for love, i will go)
the sky grows dark around Him
clouds sweep in and frame His form
His light remains undimmed by the darkness of the storm

About Jennie Joy

I'm a lover and truth-seeker. This blog is a place for me to share my thoughts, struggles, and sincere searchings as I get to know God and welcome the reality of His kingdom in and through me.

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