A Poem By Aisling // 3/24/2009

when my fears
have worn me out
and worn me thin
can I crawl up on Your lap
and fall asleep there
until I can breathe again?

when my dreams
have left me cold
and all alone
can I run into Your arms
and learn to bear it
until I can dream again?

and when my love
breaks my heart
and takes me apart
can I come in close to You
and touch Your wounds
until my pain makes me one with You
and brings me back to life again?



Simply Beautiful!
"Good-bye, sweet world, and all you silly Americans who are listening. If I do not return avenge me, Farewell." Pierre, from 'The Very Strange Show'.

Bernadette | Tue, 03/24/2009

Thanks - I needed this. :)

Thanks - I needed this. :)

Sarah B. | Tue, 03/24/2009

Amazing. Beautiful.

Amazing. Beautiful. Powerful.

Awesome job.
"Sing as if no one is listening;
Dance like no one is watching;
Live as if you will die tomorrow;
Love like it will never hurt."
-Old Irish Saying

Clare Marie | Tue, 03/24/2009

"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

Ditto everyone.

Ditto everyone.

My work here is done.

Anna | Tue, 03/24/2009

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

Love it!!!!!

Love your new pic - love the poem too! Especially the lines"can I run into Your arms/ and learn to bear it/ until I can dream again?"
Well done.


Words are at their highest when they are used as a window through which we can see God.
~ Paul David Tripp

Mary | Tue, 03/24/2009

Brother: Your character should drive a motorcycle.
Me: He can't. He's in the wilderness.
Brother: Then make it a four-wheel-drive motorcycle!

Nice job!!!!

This was sooooooo beautiful!!! I REALLY liked it!!!! Good job Aisling!!

"Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's rising,
I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking:
Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall!"
~Return of the King

Elizabeth | Tue, 03/24/2009


The Holy Spirit is the quiet guest of our soul." -St. Augustine

I liked, "and when my

I liked,
"and when my love
breaks my heart
and takes me apart
can I come in close to You
and touch Your wounds"
Especially the last line.

Anonymous | Wed, 03/25/2009

-that was me

-that was me

Sarah Bethany | Wed, 03/25/2009


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