Peace That Surpasses Understanding

“Drown your heartbreak into the endless rhythm of his heartbeat.”

This was the first poem I ever wrote, four years ago. This was a year before my world seemingly fell apart.

I was reminded of it today. I was reminded of this truth, the power it carries, and its simplicity. I've tried to find myself as a writer. Who do I want to represent? Whom should I wield my sword for? I've changed my mind over and over and over again until it dawned on me that a voice can be used for many things. It has been 4 years, but I still feel like a young soldier getting used to the weight and reach of her sword. Today is one of the most painful days for me, for it’s my mother’s death anniversary, but somehow there's peace. A peace that I know can only be found in the power that carries my voice in the wind-the ruler of all things, Jesus. Another year has come and gone, and although my heart bleeds still, I am stable.