I wake up in the morning, to more devastating news. Another friend has fallen ill, I know not what to do. I lift him up to You oh Lord, to exercise Your will. Comfort those who care for him, let their hearts be filled. So difficult for us to wait, the outcome is unknown. We … Continue reading Strength in Him
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Unworthy of Your Grace
As I sit in church today, the message fills my ears. The broken vessel housed within, holding back the tears. Prayer requests are lifted up, trivial my needs. Other's hurting so much more, my guilty heart still bleeds. Longing for the joy once felt, that day Salvation came. Wordly actions fill my thoughts, I hang … Continue reading Unworthy of Your Grace
With Me
In the world, always judged. Through Jesus Christ, filled with love. Mistakes I make, most every day. His loving grace, shows the way. That lingering thought, of what to do. The Holy Spirit, keeps me true. My purpose unclear, but soon to see. My Lord, My God, has a plan for me.
In Strength to Stand
I see the tree, how tall it stands. It's branches reaching, as if with hands. Stretching upward, to reach the place. Where He will free me, from this race. I watch the seasons, rapidly passing. Yet for some reason, not always grasping. He is with me, night and day. Yet I allow life, to block … Continue reading In Strength to Stand
Hurt with a Smile
Smiling on the outside, a broken heart within. With busy hands she fills her days, and holds her feelings in. She prays for God to fix the mess, continuously she makes. Responding to the man she loves, with God's loving grace. Marriage never easy, It has its ups and downs. Our human nature intereferes, causing … Continue reading Hurt with a Smile
Who Am I
A wife. A mother . A MawMaw. A friend. A sister. A daughter. A cousin. A neice. An aunt. A worker. A volunteer. An insurance lady. A jewelry designer. A nurturer. A listener. A poet. An artist. A dishwasher. A cook. A launderer. An amputee. A woman. A girl. An American. A pet owner. A … Continue reading Who Am I
Aged and Alone
My mind is sharp, So young at heart. My body aging, falling apart. The days so long, Time ticking by. I sit and wait, I wonder why. Left forgotten, no time for me. I've been there too, Too busy to see. One day soon, I'll be called home. You'll then be, left free to roam.
Turmoil Within
Always postive, always smiling, kindness all around. Inside broken, confused and silent, emptiness is found. Searching for answers, yearning for comfort, seeking to fulfill. Patience lacking, blindly waiting, for Your graceful will.
Finding God in the Little Things 