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POEM: Into The Deep
A poem capturing the bitterness of silence and the lyric of hope. Continue reading POEM: Into The Deep
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A poem capturing the bitterness of silence and the lyric of hope. Continue reading POEM: Into The Deep
“Speak truth to my heart for my own thoughts betray me. Breathe life on my bones for this desert is leaving me thirsty. Pour hope in my soul for the sorrow of the world is feeling heavy. Holy Spirit, come and speak truth to my heart. (repeat) In my darkness You shine brightest! With your voice You can speak light! With a look, a touch, … Continue reading Speak Truth To My Heart
And I am learning how to be with God in a more authentic and honest manner, bringing to Him all that I am … and all that I am not. This poem speaks to that tension. Continue reading POEM: The Whisper of Your Voice
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It is inevitable that sooner or later, life will deal a hard blow to your soul and to your spirit. The abandonment of a parent, the betrayal of a friend, the divorce of a spouse, the death of a loved one … different types of losses but common in that each one can and often does bring us to the very brink of our ability to cope with the ensuing pain. The pain of loss which often leaves us with … an empty chair.
I suspect there have been multiple empty chairs in your life. There certainly have been in mine.
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My spiritual backyard is littered with tomb stones of hopes and dream-seeds I’ve buried over the years. Some graves I visit periodically to mourn over their loss. Some I have so completely forgotten about that I must kneel down and read the headstone just to remember what they were. And when God brings one of those long dead dream-seeds back to life … #dreamseeds #hope #faith Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 10)
“…Are you all right? Is your husband all right? Is your child all right?” And with her son lying lifeless at home, she replied “Everything is all right.” Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 9)
A compilation of what I call LOVE LETTERS, for they were -and still are- love letters from Him to me, letters of strength and comfort to my still hurting soul. Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 8)
But sometimes, life sucks the hope right out of you! And then what, my friend?
How is one to respond when you’ve been smacked upside the head by the frying pan of life, and had your hope knocked clear across the floor? Read more… Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 7)