Posts Tagged ‘Psalms’


Cares not

If his load to bear

Is heavier than yours

He will continue on


does not mind

if you have no desire

to hold his hand

He will be there

For you

Always at your side

Just in case

 And if you must

Discard him


You will find

His tears

Having fallen

So delicately

Upon all which has been

Blanketed by darkness

 For he knows what belongs

To each new day

And whatsoever direction

You choose

For your life

He will be there

For you

Lies hope in the

Everlasting truth

Kimberley Formosa © 2011


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Dedicated to our nation as we struggle with the aftermath of tragedy and death experienced in Tucson, Arizona, on Saturday, January 8, 2011. May our prayers and thoughts be turned toward our Maker for all who are suffering the loss of those they so dearly loved and those that are in need of healing.

My wounds are deep

Their pain intense

So much that

My flesh is weak and frail

Faltering within lies my voice

Silent is my prayer

Hope on. Hope ever.

His presence hovers over me

He heals my broken heart

My Father carries my sorrows

He restores my soul

I look to the heavens

I know where my help comes from

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. Psalm 147:3

Kimberley Formosa © 2011

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Born from the undesirable excess of a long-endured abusive relationship.

It is quite disturbing

when the spirit within me

reveals to me

the spirit within you

As a demon

Yes, you, a demon

appeared to me

in a nightmare

Where you were

completely controlled

Isn’t that ironic?

with constant nervous


and unseen before


of every one

of your limbs.

You were fully clothed

unlike the man Jesus healed.

You know, where the

Legion of demons

entered the pigs? Mark 5

You had three dumb powerhouses

To aid you in your plans.

whatever those plans may have been


you never

accomplished anything

other than your

strange gestures and

psychotic writhing.

I found it all quite sickening

You never moved

from your chair

along the wall.

You were waiting for court to proceed

waiting for the judge to proclaim to you

‘Hear Ye! Hear Ye!

The activities your children

participate in

are invalid!’


I should send your argument to SNL.

‘Yes. Music lessons are valid,

but the instrument is not.’


It was frightful to see you




It was emotionally draining to have to

deal with you in this manner.

But you were never able to touch me

or any of my loved ones.

You were thoroughly consumed

in nonsensical demonic activity.

No, I did not wipe the drool off of your face.

It just puddled to the floor.

I had this nightmare.

I remain on my knees

in love with

my Father God.

Maon…           my Dwelling Place

Machseh…     my Refuge

Magen…         my Shield

Metsuda…     my Fortress

Migdal-Oz…  my Strong Tower

Now I have penned this

dreadful bout of anguish

while continuing to deal

with the years of fear

You heaved upon me.

I am not perfect but

I am beautiful and

I am free.

I no longer live your nightmare.

You are not perfect

You are ugly

You are living this nightmare.


I still pray for you.

But honestly,

I don’t think it is me.

It must be someone

much more nobler than I,

one whom resides within.

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.”

Surely he will save you from the fowlers snare and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday. A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you. You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked.

If you make the Most High your dwelling—even the Lord, who is my refuge—then no harm will befall you, no disaster will come near your tent. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. You will tread upon the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent.

“Because he loves me,” says the Lord, “I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. He will call upon me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him. With long life will I satisfy him and show him my salvation.” Psalm 91:1-16 TCR NIV Bible



Kimberley Formosa © 2010

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This past week has been very trying for me, physically. I have been dealing with a few ailments the last few years that at times, make me feel like I am in a boxing ring and getting pounded from every turn. The care provided by the physicians has increased along with the severity of the symptoms I must deal with on a daily basis. Nothing is life-threatening, mind you, but my life has definitely been altered. Altered to tailor the fit of what my day entails. I have been unable to go school shopping with my children; unable to go to dinner with my Dad when he was in town; unable to attend a dear friend’s birthday party; etc. etc.

Some days are better than others and I enjoy them whole-heartedly. Then all too quickly comes a scolding from my doctor’s immediately thereafter. He-he! “You must pace yourself!” One day when I was crashed on the recliner from complete physical exhaustion, my husband looked at me as I was confessing to my children, “Well, I don’t think I was pacing myself…” Confession always seems to lessen the guilt that accompanies me as I find my body relishing in     rest. With the kindest eyes and most cutting and forthright honesty, my husband leaned forward and replied, “Honey, you have absolutely no idea of how to pace yourself.” That cold hard fact, that harsh reality of overachieving, of managing a busy and full home, of working and volunteering, of loving life and enjoying all of the beauty in my world, put me in my place that afternoon, and this week.

It is during these times, that I so often find my thoughts, and my heart, drawing close to the heart of my God. Each one of us experiences what we need to take us to that place of love and joy, grace and mercy, forgiveness and compassion. I wrote the following poem after being inspired while reading Psalm 25. My absolute favorite books in the Bible are the Psalms and Proverbs. I love those promises that are penned on those delicate, gold-edged pages. They are so beautiful and so inspirational to me. I am including the psalm as well, for your reading pleasure.

To you, O Lord, I lift up my soul.

In you, alone, I trust, Oh my God.

Show me your ways, Lord.

Guide me in your truth.

Remember your great mercy and love.

Please turn to me and be gracious.

Guard my life, rescue me,

For you are good, O Lord.

My eyes are ever on you, O Lord.

You guide the humble in what is right.

You are always loving.

You are always faithful.

For you are God, my Saviour.

Remember me, O Lord.

My hope is in you all day.

Remember me, O Lord.

Remember me, O Lord.

Kimberley Formosa © 2010

Psalm 25
1Unto Thee, O LORD, do I lift up my soul;
2O my God, I trust in Thee. Let me not be ashamed; let not mine enemies triumph over me.
3Yea, let none that wait on Thee be ashamed; let them be ashamed that transgress without cause.
4Show me Thy ways, O LORD; teach me Thy paths.
5Lead me in Thy truth and teach me, for Thou art the God of my salvation; on Thee do I wait all the day.
6Remember, O LORD, Thy tender mercies and Thy lovingkindnesses; for they have been ever of old.
7Remember not the sins of my youth, nor my transgressions; according to Thy mercy remember Thou me, for Thy goodness’ sake, O LORD.
8Good and upright is the LORD; therefore will He teach sinners in the way.
9The meek will He guide in judgment, and the meek will He teach His way.
10All the paths of the LORD are mercy and truth, unto them that keep His covenant and His testimonies.
11For Thy name’s sake, O LORD, pardon mine iniquity, for it is great.
12What man is he that feareth the LORD? Him shall He teach in the way that He shall choose.
13His soul shall dwell at ease, and his seed shall inherit the earth.
14The secret of the LORD is with them that fear Him, and He will show them His covenant.
15Mine eyes are ever toward the LORD, for He shall pluck my feet out of the net.
16Turn Thee unto me and have mercy upon me, for I am desolate and afflicted.
17The troubles of my heart are enlarged; O bring Thou me out of my distresses.
18Look upon mine affliction and my pain, and forgive all my sins.
19Consider mine enemies, for they are many; they hate me with cruel hatred.
20O keep my soul and deliver me; let me not be ashamed, for I put my trust in Thee.
21Let integrity and uprightness preserve me, for I wait on Thee.
22Redeem Israel, O God, out of all his troubles!

21st Century King James Version (KJ21)
Copyright © 1994 by Deuel Enterprises, Inc.


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