Lullaby

She is terrified,

Of finding out what this world really is.

She is sure,

She will find some horrible thing out there.

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So she cowers,

In a corner,

Crying her eyes out.

Too blind to see,

That I am what she needs.

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Come to me!

Little daughter,

Small child of mine.

Let me hold you in my arms.

I’ll teach you how to fly.

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She is deaf,

To my calls, because she listens too hard.

She is blind,

To the freedom I have for her.

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So she hides,

In a closet,

Afraid of what’s outside.

And she is too scared,

To listen to my lullaby.

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Hush now!

Sweet baby!

I know, I know your fears.

Be still, be quiet.

Rest.

It’s alright.

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She is so beautiful,

But she can’t see that she is.

She is my love,

But in her terror doesn’t remember.

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So she sleeps,

With fits of bad dreams,

She just can’t seem to rest.

She is too coiled up inside,

Too defensive.

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Come my child, come.

I’ll protect you,

Don’t be afraid.

I am here, let me in.

You will be ok.

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Rest my darling, rest.

Be still for a while.

And my love, don’t fear.

Don’t be afraid.

It’s alright.

John 4:1-42

I love the story of the woman at the well so much! it represents a lot to me. just how messed up she was, and Jesus didn't care! he forgave her, and chose to minister to her even though she was a screw up. it just shows me how we don't have to be "ok" in order to have Jesus talk to us. And then, the woman turned around and went a ministered to her village! she went and spread the news that Jesus was there, to talk to them all! and that he already knew everything they had done, there was nothing to hide. because he knew. and it was ok, because he would forgive them. because he still loved them. i don't know. that is my interpretation. pretty cool story i think.
Jessi