Monday's Mourning Ministry - My Little Butterfly: Sweet Message from My Daughter in Heaven / I'm Not Alright ~Sanctus Real

Monday's Mourning Ministry

My Little Butterfly

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I'm Not Alright ~Sanctus Real

My Little Butterfly

Sweet Message from my Daughter in Heaven

My baby girl, you left us five years ago.

It's been a dark, cold world since you left.

Our hearts are broken since you had to go;

We try to "live," but our lives are bereft.

… How hard it was to put you in the ground;

Daddy cried, not wanting you to be alone,

So, next to his mother, a plot he found,

So we keep you close, though we know you're gone.

"Mommy, sweet Mommy, I'm Here; can't you see?

God wouldn't leave me in the cold, dark ground!

My Abba Daddy resurrected me,

Saying, 'You once were lost, but now you're found!'

"I'm not so different than the butterfly,

Who had to go deep into her cocoon,

To resurrect so she could start to fly,

But now she can fly higher than the moon!

"Maybe too, your 'darkness' is like a tomb

That sucks away your life as you're grieving me,

But perhaps it can also be a womb

That restores your life to fly more like me...!

"Spread your wings Mommy; see if you can fly ~

God enters into us who're lost without Him;

Living or dying, we're restored new life

Till we shine more beautif'ly, like the cut gem!

"I'll be here waiting for Daddy and you,

But 'til God is ready, let Him fly through you ~

He is in the Resurrection business;

You'll fly like me, as God is my witness!

"Allow yourself the darkness of your grief,

You'll need to go under to get your wings….

But then, like the butterfly, you'll find relief;

You'll sail like the wind that the Darkest Storm brings!

"Keep your eyes on God; He shines through the Dark;

You'll soon fly out too, singing with the lark!"

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If we live, we live to the Lord;

and if we die, we die to the Lord.

So, whether we live or die,

we belong to the Lord.

~Romans 14:8 (NIV)

He is not the God of the dead,

but of the living,

for to Him

all are alive.

~Luke 20:38

I'm Not Alright

Sanctus Real

If weakness is a wound

that no one wants to speak of

then "cool" is just how far we have to fall

and I am not immune

I only want to be loved

But I feel safe behind the fire wall

Can I lose my need to impress?

If You want the truth,

I need to confess

I'm not alright, I'm broken inside,

broken inside

And all I go through,

it leads me to You,

it leads me to You.

Burn away the pride

Bring me to my weakness

"Til everything I hide behind is gone

And when I'm open wide

with nothing left to cling to,

Only you are there to lead me on

Cause honestly, I'm not that strong.

I'm not alright, I'm broken inside,

broken inside

And all I go through,

it leads me to You,

it leads me to You

Closer to You

Closer to You

Closer to You

I'm not alright, I'm broken inside,

broken inside

Broken inside, broken inside

And all I go through leads me to You,

leads me to You

I'm not alright

I'm not alright

I'm not alright

That's why I need You

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Poem - My Little Butterfly: A Sweet Message from My Daughter in Heaven - Angie Bennett Prince - 10/1/2011