The following is something of a poem/spoken word that Jesus put on my heart…I am not typically spoken to in this way, but it was very clear this is something God wanted me to share with you all.
Between two lungs, the breath was released.
The breath You breathed, redeeming me.
You passed Your life to me with peace.
Set my sinning soul so free.
When You breathed Your very last; I found my way, I lost my past.
You called me child, called me child.
Now I walk the narrow path.
One where I do not look back.
I’m caught up in Your eyes, so vast.
The endless beauty there that lasts.
Between two lungs, the breath was released.
The breath You breathed redeeming me.
I see You there, I see Your light.
Cast me not, from Your sight.
When You breathed Your very last; I found my way, I lost my past.
You called me child, called me child.
This place I’m in, abounds in peace.
In your hand, You hold the keys.
These keys unlock the Kingdom doors.
I find myself walking along Your floors.
Between two lungs, the breath was released.
The breath You breathed, redeeming me.
I hear the whispers, I hear the roars.
Your mighty voice beckons me, more.
When You breathed Your very last; I found my way, I lost my past.
You called me child, called me child.
Into Your glorious presence I run.
Full of light, the place does shine.
Weeping now, I hear, “Well done”.
I look into Your eyes, so kind.
Finding love made so divine.
Between two lungs, the breath was released.
The breath You breathed, redeeming me.
When You breathed Your very last; I found my way, I lost my past.
You called me child, called me child.
