to the soul weary -
hold
hold onto Jesus
when your grip slips
you will find
it was Him doing the holding
all along
fall
fall onto Jesus
His arms are waiting
pretend to be strong no longer
all He asks is a heart humble
a heart broken
a heart willing to take the risk
fall into His arms
as a rag doll falls
into the arms of her
little girl
let your body
sink into His arms
His love a perfect fit every time
cry
cry out to Jesus
He knows already
yet longs to hear your voice
the sound -
even if only tears -
is music sweet
notes weeping
rise to heaven
as grace notes fall
His grace
collides with
your tears
the melody resulting beyond beauty
for His tears DID fall
His blood dripped -
ran crimson red
as He chose the cross
so you would have grace
falling
colliding
with YOUR tears
the orchestra of heaven
tenderly envelopes you
with music exquisite
as you hold onto Jesus
as you fall into His arms
as you cry out to Him
kneel at His cross
look into His eyes compassionate
feel His touch tender
hear His voice gentle
allow Him to pick you up
and carry you
beyond His cross
live in the love story
written in red
penned by the hand which
created you
loved you long before your first heartbeat
sustains you
embraces you
is closer than
your next breath
this is Jesus
the "you" is me
the "you" is you
for we all have souls weary in one season or another
"come to Me all you who are weary and burdened
and I will give you rest" Matthew 11:28
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