All Is Well

One day before my birthday in 2007, I wrote this poem. I stumbled upon it today and it made me smile. There's this giddiness in my heart that transcends through the eternity of it's deepest abyss. I read it over and over. And while reading, my brain was on multi-task mode, thinking of what I have gone through in such a span of time. Let me now share this poem to you...

ALL IS WELL - Kristin Shimizu

April 30, 2007

My present seems unstable, the future I can’t tell.
The pressures of life toss me to and fro, as if I’m going through hell.
But down, deep in my spirit, I hear a voice saying, "all is well."
Heartaches, despair, and dismay are on the Increase;
War is constant, there seems to be no peace.

Love, joy, happiness, and my finance are on the decrease.
My life seems so short as if it will soon seize.
But down, deep in my spirit I hear a voice saying, “all is well.”
I was on the verge of backsliding, from grace I fell.
Life seems so confusing, I couldn’t add nor spell.

It is said after a storm there is calm.
But in my situation after my storm, tornados,
earthquakes and hurricanes, batter me from side to side.
All of life’s pain, I almost lost my mind,
I was sure I was going insane.

I felt tormented as if I was under a spell.
But I kept hearing the voice saying, “all is well.”

I stop; I pause, eject, rewind, fast forward and play.
But it was if I was dumbstruck, I didn’t know what to say.
I felt absent from GOD, not reading my bible,
No fasting, much less to pray.

I cut and paste, edit, enter then delete.
No money, no supermarket, nothing to eat.
But I kept hearing the voice saying, “all is well.”
My situation seems ever worse; it was dark like midnight.
I felt sad and fearful, I was overwhelmed with fright.
The enemy thought I was defeated; No victory for me in sight.

Then suddenly, I heard a sound!
The abundance of rain.
I felt an outpour of the oil of joy, for all my mourning and pain.
My visions became a reality; my nightmares were out of sight.
My steps were ordered again, the outcome was right.

Yesterday all seems lost, but my tomorrow looks bright.
All this was possible because of The Light.

He is the voice that beckons to you and me, “all is well.”

“All that I brought you through, was for Information to be gained,
and a message to tell.
Go, say to the world, that without Me your all is not well.
I Am The First and The Last, Beginning and The End.
Well done my good and faithful servant
Your all is well.”