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Floods Of Rest

An obsession with right and wrong had stolen my liberation most of my life. I wanted badly to get it right. It being my theology, my life, my character, my family, everything. But I got confusion and frustration and like parched earth on a hot Texas summer it starved my soul of the pure clean living water that was mine.

It was a drought of receiving and giving the love that so desperately wanted to flow. But slowly, the dam broke. Not like a thunderstorm, but like a still small voice saying, “It Is Finished” you can stop now and rest.

Let the water flow by letting go of right and resting now, because, I Am. I am your right, I am their right, I Am. And out of my belly flows rivers of living water. Floods of restful being, washing every part. I will never thirst again.

Wynema Clark 12/22/2018

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Breathe, Enjoy The Journey, Life, Poetry

Breathe

I like bluebonnets in a Texas springtime,

And the landscape of a desert sky.

How about a canopy of trees along a winding road.

These are the things that make me take life slow

And breathe.

Breath the smell of honeysuckle

along a path I like to ride,

Or the smell of dinner cookin

through the back porch screen.

Life is sweet, Life is beautiful

So breathe.

Enjoy the endless journey of the ocean,

as your toes are buried deeply in the sand.

Let the music of your life have a

pleasant beat.

Cause life is sweet and it’s beautiful

So breathe.

Take in the moments as they come.

Don’t let your troubles hold you down.

Kiss your babies before they’re grown

And put that laptop down.

Cause time is passing,

And it’s beautiful

So breathe.

Wynema I Clark

3-12-2018