The Wait is Almost Over

The Wait is Almost Over

Shadows, the 3rd season of Balm for the Soul with Tammy Nicole Glover, premieres Monday, 1/31/22. https://anchor.fm/tammy-glover

Episodes now available on Apple Podcasts, Amazon Music and iHeart Radio.

Apple Podcasts: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/balm-for-the-soul-with-tammy-nicole-glover/id1600341532

Amazon Music: https://q4k0kx5j.r.us-east-1.awstrack.me/L0/https:%2F%2Fmusic.amazon.com%2Fpodcasts%2F6fb6732f-00bf-4037-9fef-65ad41adee5f/1/0100017dbbec745b-859aa40a-3d96-402f-8066-9128ef083e9c-000000/6u6Oe9DCV-tqsqHiYJitiA-eSdM=248

iHeart Radio: https://iheart.com/podcast/91897457/

My Story from A to Z by Tammy Nicole Glover

My Story from A to Z by Tammy Nicole Glover

Apple of His eye

Before I was formed in my mother’s womb.

Chosen to be His daughter

Destined to serve in His kingdom

Even though He knew I would turn my back on Him.

Fighting to go my own way

Giving in to the lusts of my flesh

Hope faded.

Indescribable pain took residence in my heart

Jeopardizing my eternity.

Keeping my sins hidden left me exhausted

Longing for death, but still longing to be loved.

Moving further away from Light

Not wanting to be seen or heard.

Opening myself to more depression

Purposefully cutting myself off from life.

Questioning, why am I here

Remembering a blessed life with Christ.

Safety, I want to feel safe in His arms again.

Tortured by my past sins, I fear I will never be able to return to Him.

Used and abused by the demons that held me captive

Voiceless

What can I do to escape? I weep and He hears my silent cries

X-ray vision probe my heart. Seeing a heart marred with scars and infested wounds

You, Lord, know how to clean and heal me. I return to You, my Rescuer, my Savior.

Zealously, I will follow You.

I’m Still His (Revised) By Tammy Nicole Glover

I’m Still His (Revised) By Tammy Nicole Glover

As read on Balm for the Soul with Tammy Nicole Glover podcast.

When they said I was worthless because my skin wasn't light enough, my hair wasn't long enough
And my face not pretty enough
I was still His.

Though they laughed at me when I dared to expose my dreams and said I was crazy
I was still His.

When I was scared, mistreated and overwhelmed
And when the pain and loneliness made it difficult to breathe
I was still His.

When my pride took over and I thought I could do life on my own
When I tried to ignore His voice and searched for what I thought was better
I was still His.

There's no more denying the truth.
I have been the liar, He is the truth.
There's no where to run or hide.
I was His before I was formed in the womb.
Now, there is only the decision to either remain in Him or to be lost in the darkness.

I decided to remain in Him.
To accept and follow His commands.
To trust completely in His ways.
To stay humble before Him and grateful for His mercy.

He owes me nothing and I owe Him everything.
I am completely His
A daughter of the Most High God whose name is Jesus.

Season 2 Premiere Episode, Neither Seen, Nor Heard

Season 2 Premiere Episode, Neither Seen, Nor Heard

Season 2 of Balm for the Soul with Tammy Nicole Glover podcast is finally here. You can listen to the all new episode, Neither Seen, Nor Heard on:

Anchor: https://anchor.fm/tammy-glover/episodes/Neither-Seen–Nor-Heard-e18391e.

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/episode/4YhmDdaQR0dE8mKenFgruq?si=UMgirqTzSxWnsqWQtI-YnQ&utm_source=copy-link&dl_branch=1

Google Podcast: https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9hbmNob3IuZm0vcy81YTg3NDA3NC9wb2RjYXN0L3Jzcw/episode/NDI1YTNmYTItNDZkNi00Njc0LTk2ZmQtZTg0MDVjNjRlZTkz?ep=14

Never In Battle Alone By Tammy Nicole Glover

Never In Battle Alone By Tammy Nicole Glover
It feels like the battle will never end.
Attack after Attack
Blow after Blow
I fall down, weary.
Is there anyone that can help me?
Does anyone see me?

I look to my right and see my comrade on the ground.
Blinded by swollen eyes, they still flail their sword at the enemy.
I want to help but I can’t stand,
Too battered and bruised to even shout.

I look to my left and see another soldier, torn to pieces.
The enemy standing over them, 
Still bloodthirsty and lusting for their next prey,
Their eyes greedily search.
I silently pray they don’t see me.
But they do.

Snarling and growling, they stalk towards me. 
This is the end.
My battle is finally over.
I have lost. 
The enemy inches closer and closer.
There is no need for them to rush, 
They know they have their prey.
I close my eyes and wait to feel their teeth sink inside my flesh,
Instead, I hear a voice say, “the battle is not over.
Open your eyes.”

I see bursts of light piercing the darkness.
A multitude of angels stand before me.
The enemy cringes with fear.
“Pick up your sword and fight, soldier,” the voice says.

I feel my strength renewed. 
I shall live and not die, for the Lord has seen me.
He has heard my cry.
I pick up my sword and shield and charge, 
Shouting the battle cry,
JESUS IS LORD!

“Fear not: for they that be with us are more than they that be with them. And Elisha prayed, and said, Lord, I pray thee, open his eyes, that he may see. And the Lord opened the eyes of the young man; and he saw: and behold, the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire round about Elisha.” 2 Kings 6:16-17 KJV