Added To His Crown

When the thorns
Latch around my ankle
And dig into my skin
Holding on to me
Pulling my focus from
The God Who leads me
I falter and stop
And I cry out in pain
As the thorns tear at me
My Jesus lifts me up
And I ask Him to take
The thorns away
The ones hurting me
He reaches out
Unwinds the thorns
From my bleeding skin
And then He adds them
To His crown of thorns
And then He heals me
And my pain adorns His head
No longer able to hurt me
He takes away my thorns
And adds them to His crown


Lifted Up

Rough hewn wood
Driven into the ground
A cross-member erected
With a man nailed to it
The nails hammered
Through His arms
The sign above His head
Intended to mock Him
Labels Him the
King of the Jews
He is Jesus
He is the Son of God
He gave up His
Human life at the time
Of the evening sacrifice
To become the eternal
Sacrifice to make us clean
And new in the eyes of His Father
In the eyes of God
Lifted up from a life
Of give and take
Of earthly expectation
Of the unfair burdens
Places upon all of us
Of the more than earned
Punishments we each carry
Jesus hung on that cross
To free us from all of that
And free is what we are
If we just ask to that forgiveness
We are lifted up
Because of Jesus

My Faith

My faith isn’t contained
To church for an hour on Sunday
It’s not a thing that
Is contained in a moment
Where I bow my head
And recite a memorized prayer
My faith is me
It permeates who I am
Because my faith
Is in Jesus Who
Lives inside of me
There is no separating us
There is no point
Where I stop believing
Where I stop being
The daughter of God
Where I stop belonging
Only to Jesus


Cloaked in camouflage
Dressed to blend in
Insidiously digging
Their claws slowly
Deeper into you
Until you can’t shake it
Until you can’t break it
These lies that whisper
How you aren’t enough
How you can never
Be okay because
You’re broken
Beyond repair
These hidden lies
We hold in the deepest
Darkest corners of us
The only way to
Pull it off these lies
Is to show them
God’s light
So He can show you
That He has healed you
And made you whole
Where the veiled liars
Can’t touch you


The power handed over
To the usurper feels
So incredibly strong
But that power never
Ever belonged to
The usurper at all
It belongs to the person
The usurper deceives
How much stronger
It feels to have yourself
Used against you
Your power stolen and
Used to enslave you
It’s the greatest lie
Ever told

Drop By Drop

With each drop of blood
Jesus shed for me
He healed my soul
And set me free
He took the pain
That I have earned
He took my full punishment
Drop by drop
He healed me
With His life
Jesus paid my price
He broke my chains
With every drop of blood
He shed on the cross
Thank You for saving me
Thank You for healing me
Thank You for knowing me
Jesus my King

Ecc 4:9, 9:4


You are beautiful
You are created
In the image of God
You are the work
Of His hands
He doesn’t do
A crappy job
With anything He makes
With anyone He
Considers worth the life
And pouring out
Of the entirety of the blood
Of His only Son
I pray that He will
Open your eyes
So you can see
How beautiful you are
Oh child of God
I pray that He heals
That damaged view
Lies and other people
Have hurt into your head
I pray His healing
So you can see
Who you are