Sheltered from the storm

“Desde el extremo de la tierra clamaré a ti; cuando mi corazón desmayare. Lévame a la roca que es más alta que yo, porque tú has sido mi refugio y torre fuerte delante del enemigo." — Salmo 61:2-3

Sitio oficial de M. Y. Valencia Parroquín


Evenings and sunrises…

…when the past won’t let you be free,
by all means, kill her.
or… don’t be too unkind, you could also invite Him in; the one who will change your heart.
My heart won’t break, not after encountering His hands. Not after Him having healed my past.
By all means, hear her.
Night would’ve had me believe there was no space for me after this but it didn’t even make a dent this time… I remembered what I feared some years ago, now I know it wouldn’t hurt a lot, I know how it would feel and that it wouldn’t take long;
but even knowing it, not fearing anymore,
could I now live?
Because I’ve been wondering recently how it would feel;
I could even grasp it, it’s at the top of my fingertips.
By all means, live.
Let. Her. Live.
And if by living I endanger your peace, so be it.
And if by living, I make your system crumble to pieces, yes, so be it.
And if by living, darkness and fear die; by all means, let her live.
Now I live.

SFTS, 2025

Things have, in fact, happened lately. For the first time in my life many of those I don’t even want to mention, not here, nor anywhere on this earth.

I feel, happy, you know?

And free.

Not careless, but… hopeful as I had never been.

I never knew life could be this steady.

Ah, yes, before leaving; there’s one thing I do, in fact, want to say. I believe there are people on this earth that might see us as a danger. When I was making my bed in the morning, I questioned such a statement. An unspoken one I believed was somehow hovering over my life.

Why, or how, could I pose a threat of the kind?

And I heard it immediately, when you endanger their carefully threaded system.

Well, I inhabit a Kingdom, I can’t undo his steps. Nor will I stop mine from following.

Many things have become clearer now, and I feel also grateful.

“Who then is like me? Let him proclaim it.
    Let him declare and lay out before me
what has happened since I established my ancient people,
    and what is yet to come—
    yes, let them foretell what will come.
Do not tremble, do not be afraid.
    Did I not proclaim this and foretell it long ago?
You are my witnesses. Is there any God besides me?
    No, there is no other Rock; I know not one.”

Isaiah 44:7-8


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