The Rain and Prayer

Good morning, sisters and brothers, readers and writers, mothers and fathers, children of the Most High God, God leading me to post here as often as possible. His message to you, His chosen people. He wants as many outlets as possible. I am still praying, asking for His leading to grow the outlets which I … Continue reading The Rain and Prayer

Our Jackson

"Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes" (James 4:14). ~ Thick Dense None of this is making sense   Foggy faith Where's the rain? God, clear the clutter in my brain!   Our son A … Continue reading Our Jackson

Don’t Look Back

Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is … Continue reading Don’t Look Back

Despair

Breathing Seething His words bite Knock me down I forgot how to fight Lord, I need You Cornered He, a coroner Spat Just before he stamped Decay onto my heart Lord, I need You Like grapes in a press I am undressed The pressure immense My muscles tense Hives do not relent Lord, I need … Continue reading Despair

Rising

I stand in the valley With ashes at my feet My heart once broken now burned Holy flames Tamed My past Put it in its proper place at last Letting die All seen from the child's eye Hopeless, loveless Barren, soul-less For it is He Who placed me in the valley Lie down with Me … Continue reading Rising

a grief story

when your mom's gone that grief that overcomes and powers through your only mom she had a way of seeing you   seeing you in your darkest days swimming through seas of shame she knew secrets you didn't know your mama, that one of long ago   the mama who cradled you now gathers round … Continue reading a grief story

Childhood Loss Turns to Gain

Sometimes as a kid I wanted to disappear Into the bushes, the clearing there Crawling in, dirtying my knees Imagine sailing the seas Or maybe decide I am an author Writing and illustrating books, always pushing myself further Bzzz Bzzz In this place the bees would be Loneliness stings It brings A hollow song An … Continue reading Childhood Loss Turns to Gain