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    Odyssey, One Day in His Courts, Poetry
    Odyssey, One Day in His Courts, Poetry
    Odyssey, One Day in His Courts, Poetry
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    Odyssey, One Day in His Courts, Poetry

    By Stephanie Dale

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    A collection of twenty-five poems on faith and ocd. Intrusive thoughts come up with what seems like a million flashing warning lights like those coming up all at once on a car's faulty dashboard. None of them make sense but they all feel so real, so personal, yet so alien to the person's heart, nature and beliefs. suffering in silence, unable to talk as it feels like no one will understand, or worse, that they will judge harshly... anxiety levels soar... isolation follows, even from God, because "He knows". The thing is, He does know. Brains glitch, they can be like the car's faulty dashboard. They are not our mind, and they are not our heart. The battle is very real and the steps taken to overcome must be acknowledged, but the journey was never meant to be travelled alone. These few poems are a prayer voyage towards restored intimacy in the courts of Grace and in the safety of one's hiding place, tightly tucked against His heart, positioned for recovery.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMaen Publishing
    Release dateJan 28, 2018
    ISBN9781999966607

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      Book preview

      Odyssey, One Day in His Courts, Poetry - Stephanie Dale

      Hope

      Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a dream fulfilled is a tree of life.

      (Proverbs 13:12, New Living Translation Bible)

      Only a King

      I came and I conquered

      the fear

      of doing wrong.

      The voices in my head, they have stung for too long.

      One day my freedom knocks at my gates, open wide...

      Anyway,

      what am I waiting for?

      Believing in the hope that is rising inside,

      like no other it mounts up, can it fly

      away?

      Doubt dampens the soul and robs a destiny,

      so often and so near even I cannot see

      the drag it recreates and the dreg left behind.

      This is no place to stay, no deadlock to abide.

      I came and I conquered on the wings of a king,

      a crown of destiny he laid down

      long ago.

      It stood within my reach

      just inside the front door.

      I never picked it up,

      looked pretty on the floor,

      until now.

      Shadows and Voices

      Casting doubts, take up my crown, seriously,

      turn down the sound!

      Shadows are advancing, their noise overwhelming,

      overloading, they are overstaying again!

      overcasting doubts, over and over,

      over me, again, all over me again.

      Make it stop, take up

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