Dear Jesus,
In the quiet moments of reflection, my heart overflows with gratitude for the grace you have bestowed upon me. A grace I didn’t deserve, yet you offered it freely, like a gentle rain that nourishes the barren soil of my soul.
You, dear Jesus, possess the power to speak life into the dust of my existence. With your words, you breathe vitality into my being, and I am awakened to a life that is truly alive. It’s a profound miracle, a testament to your boundless love and unmerited favour.
In the quiet moments, His grace descends like gentle rain.
~ Anchored In Hope
As I stand beneath the vast expanse of the skies, I am compelled to lift my hands in praise. You, the King of Kings, are the anchor of my hope. In you, I find purpose and meaning, a guiding light in the journey of life. You, Jesus, are the healer of my life. Your touch mends the brokenness within, and your love has the power to restore even the deepest wounds. I place my trust in you, knowing that you carry the weight of all my hurt.
In the quiet realm where grace descends,
~ Anchored In Hope
A gift undeserved, a love that mends.
Dear Jesus, in your mercy, I find,
Life spoken from dust, a love so kind.
Alive in your presence, a soul reborn,
A symphony of grace, in each new morn.
I lift my hands to skies so blue,
For my hope, dear King, is found in you.
Healer of life, with a touch so divine,
You mend the broken, like the sweetest wine.
Trust anchored in your unwavering might,
You carry the weight of my darkest night.
Beneath the canvas of the endless sky,
I’ll trust in you as the days go by.
You speak life into my dust, my King,
A melody of love that makes my heart sing.
In the tapestry woven by hands unseen,
You’re the constant thread, the spaces between.
A song of redemption, in each refrain,
In your love, dear Jesus, I find no pain.
So here I am, surrendered and free,
In the shelter of grace, where you’ve captured me.
You are the hope that forever clings,
My Savior, my King of Kings.
In the tapestry of my days, you are the constant thread, weaving a story of redemption and grace. Your love is the melody that resonates in the chambers of my heart, a song of healing and restoration.
- “In the quiet moments, His grace descends like gentle rain. ‘But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.’ – 2 Corinthians 12:9”
- “In the symphony of grace, our souls are reborn. ‘I lift up my eyes to the mountains—where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.’ – Psalm 121:1-2”
- “Healer divine, touching wounds unseen, ‘He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.’ – Psalm 147:3”
- “Trust anchored in the unwavering might of the King. ‘Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.’ – Proverbs 3:5-6”
- “Beneath the endless sky, we find hope in His words. ‘For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.’ – Jeremiah 29:11”
Thank you, Jesus, for being the source of my hope, the healer of my soul, and the King who reigns over the entirety of my life. I surrender to your love and find solace in the shelter of your grace.
