Thinking of my mother, difficult her life. I see it in old pictures, hearing stories of her strife. Encouraging she was, never letting down. Another’s needs were always first, a caring woman always found. Strong appearances she portrayed, yet hurting deep within. Until the Lord called her home, the angels lead her in. Her time … Continue reading Missing My Mom
Author: Jona Pritt
For Granted
Every breath a gift, this we take for granted. Like waking in the morning, we feel we're firmly planted. Our day to day routine, starts when we first awake. Not giving life a second thought, with each step we take. Today is just another day, as soon it too shall end. Our arrogance is that … Continue reading For Granted
My Fear
My fear is not of dying, I know where I will be. My fear is not of poverty, I've been there too you see. My fear is not of loneliness, my God is always there. My fear is not of sacrifice, This is why I care. My fear is growing older, dependant upon another's care. … Continue reading My Fear
Overcome
The hole too deep, the light is dim. To turn away, in pity to swim. The weight too much, to overcome. Too many hurt, to be undone. Forgiveness far, in fear to flee. The cuts to deep, in misery. Vision clearing, through the tears. Bruised and broken, for many years. The light is bright, as … Continue reading Overcome
Holes Are Deep
Have you ever wished you could go back in time to re-do things? Why is that? We can't change the past, although sometimes we wish we could. If we changed the past, our present and future would also be altered. Sometimes it's hard to see that good things can come from our mistakes or from … Continue reading Holes Are Deep
Blind and Self-absorbed
I know not what to say, What difference would it make anyway. Trapped in their own ways. Never to hear what You say.
Growth
Made in Your image striving to be flawless Our heart the center of it all Acceptance of Your gift Your Spirit housed within Constantly to fall Mercy to lift up Your hand of grace extends Faith again is strengthened Another trial to face continuing to grow the cross rescues yet again
To Forgive
Learning every day, Your spirit in my heart. man will disappoint, yet I anger not. Aching is my heart, full of sadness for each one. The judgement that I see, unrecognizable the wrong. Humbly to request, this broken vessel emptied. Filled again with love, forgiveness to be freed.
Finding God in the Little Things 