Haven

Joining in with Five Minute Friday. The word is “haven”.

Ready…..Set…..Go…..

Family is suppose to be your safe haven very often its the place were we find the deepest heartache.

Your relationship should be a safe haven not a battlefield. The world is hard enough already.

Family is haven in a heartless world.

A mother’s love is a safe haven through the storms of life.

You all must be angels, for your kingdom I’ve seen this place, and for your luck you’ve tried to cover it up by naming it The Haven of Grace.

*When I think about Haven this poem comes to mind. *

Whenever I feel weary,
Whenever I feel all alone,
Whenever I feel defeated,
Thoughts of you invade my soul,
Invade my heart,
Invade my mind,
Leaving me to find…
that…
You’re a safe haven
A place where I can
hide from the world.
You’re a safe haven
within your arms I am
protected.
Nobody,
nothing can do me harm.
Whenever my world
crumbles around me,
I hear your voice inside me, I see your face
inside my head, and I think to myself…
You’re my safe haven.
with you nothing
can go wrong.
You’re a safe haven
No one else’s,
only mine..
I can’t help but thank the Moon
and the Stars, thank the Universe…
For your presence I am grateful,
To you I am always faithful..
You’re a safe haven
with you I am fine.
together we are one…
I don’t know if without you
I could survive.
All I know is with you, I have
everything I could ever want.
You are my life, you are my sunshine.
You are the world to me,
you are my shining star, with you
I could go very far.
You’re a safe haven
A place where I can hide from
the world,
You’re my safe haven
Within your arms, I feel
loved and protected.
You’re my safe haven,
Just mine and no one else’s…
You’re my very own…
SAFE HAVEN

Stop……

2 thoughts on “Haven

  1. Hi Stacey,

    I love the poem at the end of this. I often times don’t understand how God is my safe haven at times because of the hurt of family. But I forget that He takes the hurt as a family does, but he sees it differently than we do. He looks at the heart, not the appearance of things, words on the outside. I’m learning he isn’t a human (like I so often put him), but he knows all I’m going to say and feeling. He’s teaching me how to be honest and not be so harsh with myself and others. It’s a slow slow process, but every time we’ve met lately, I start letting go a little more. Thank you for sharing this. ☺️
    “A mother’s love is a safe haven through the storms of life.

    You all must be angels, for your kingdom I’ve seen this place, and for your luck you’ve tried to cover it up by naming it The Haven” ❤️ Visiting from fmf.

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