Poetry: "In every season"

In Every Season

In every roller-coaster,

Winter, summer

Laughter, tears

Drought, rain

God remains here

God remains true 

God remains good.

He is faithful

Holds every yesterday

Present every moment

In control of every tomorrow

He is true.

Unwavering- though we toss like the sea

He is the rock of all ages

See, behold;

this is the beauty of our God.

Jesus- faithful true

Jesus- yes Amen

Jesus- Alpha Omega

Jesus- Emanuel

Jesus- first, the last

He is not far off 

No matter what you feel

"I will not fail you, nor give you up,

nor leave you without support

I will not forsake you,

nor let go of you

I will NOT!

For you are mine forever"

Erika Filter

Poetry: "Heal me"

HEAL ME!

Tears in my eyes,

I pick up the shards,

That once were my heart

Pain that does not stop,

Darkness comes over me

A violent unexpected storm

I fall to my knees

I scream aloud

My soul is shattering

"Heal me!

Make me whole!

HEAL ME!

Make me whole!"

That is the cry

Cry of my heart

As fears surround me

You sustain me,

Uphold me, Speak to me,

"I am your rock,

I am your Healer."

You are telling me to hold on tight, 

to keep trusting, to carry on the fight.

"Wait patiently,

be still and know 

that I am God.

I want to heal you,

so let go of all your hurt and pain"

"Yes Lord,

help me trust,

help me let go,

come Lord I allow you to heal,

I allow you to make me whole."

Erika Filter

Poetry: "O Woe is me"

O Woe is Me

O woe is me

I am a victim!

O deary me-

I am a victim!

Oh please feel sorry for me

I am a victim!

And if you don't; I will make up a drama

Where I am a victim.

No worth in me I see; unless

I am a victim.

Oh come and save me

I am a victim!

No responsibility I take, because

I am a victim.

Everything you must do for me-

I am a victim!

What tragedy these lies bring.

Yes I may have been a victim,

But whether I choose to remain there-

is a choice I make.

Erika Filter

Poetry: "A love story yet to be told…"

A love story yet to be told…

life ebbs.. the pain comes and goes.. the questions rise.. will you care?.. do you see my pain.. do you see my heart.. is it too much to ask that you care like I do? is this fire in my bones mine alone to hold... let go.. yet you seem to have a firm grip on my heart... get out of my head.. get out of my life.. yet will I be able to bear the pain.. greatest fears becoming true- you see me, naked, plain, full of shame; you see my beauty, you see my heart; you see me as I am yet you walk away.. or you do not walk at all, which seems to bring more pain.. rejection seems a better option than passivity, for at least there is no grey... yet grey and no-man's land is the country in which I live... trying to trust, trying not to make demands.. how is that even possible when my heart craves that which it may not have.. and who said that I may not have it? who said I may not have you? is it me, are my fears too great, my emotions too overwhelming, am I too much to handle? is it you- your fear that I will be like her, walking away, your fear of commitment, your struggles with the imperfections of a women's heart? Is it fate that has said no? Two star crossed lovers, not meant to be seems too heavy a cross. Why would fate pull such a card, where all seems lost, and there is no path.. let go... let go... I surrender, let go, yet all the while secretly hold on to the desire that this is not the end.. and that there will be a fairytale love still to be written, for yes although you do not know my heart is smitten.

Erika Filter

Poetry: "Be still"

Be still

I sing a song my child;

Sing a lullaby;

Rest in my embrace,

See the smile upon my face.

Do not fear- I am here;

I wipe away all you're tears,

I free you from all you're fears.

So do not fear, I’m here.

I have called you to reign, 

I have called you to be victorious.

Stop believing the lies.

Be still my child,

For I hear your cries.

I love you my child,

Yes, you are mine;

Come rule and reign with me,

Take my burden, it's easy and light.

Be still my child,

Know you are loved,

Know I am here;

Let go of all you're fears,

Be still for I am God.

Erika Filter

Poetry: "The path"

"The path"

One step after the next,

as I travel the path of life.

Walls tumble;

darkness fades.

Free at last!

Knowing there is still a way to go.

Knowing how far I've come;

Knowing You've been there all along.

Rocky paths,

smooth sailing-

You are my freedom,

You give me wings.

Lord I want to fly,

Fly and soar with You.

Free I am, free I remain.

For I am Yours and You are mine.

Erika Filter