CRISIE HUTCHINGS

Category: Beautiful You

  • MOTHER

    MOTHER

    This poem is about a woman trying to serve her family while the demons of the past haunt her. They spoke death and doubt to her. She mustered up the strength to raise a family in the midst of the mental onslaught with her Redeemer by her side. It may seem dark to some, but…

  • The Worship Life Podcast/ BUILDING A LEGACY

    We think of legacy as wealth, land and possessions. And these are good things to leave behind, but what are you building in people that will live on beyond you? Are you building something that will affect the generations to come or die with you? This podcast will ask and answer that question for you!…

  • HOPE CALLS OUT

    HOPE CALLS OUT

    Wide open spaces beckon Come breath Come sing

  • BUILDING YOUR HOUSE/ Especially for Moms

     

  • PODCAST/ 06.07.19

    Letting go is hard to define. It means something different to everyone. This episode will help you take steps to let go of pain, trauma, and disappointment. With the help of the cross and grace, you can take this very important step into freedom from shame and live a beautiful life!   [I’d love to…

  • PODCAST/ 06.01.19

      Are you a people pleaser or crave other people’s approval. It’s ok to admit, if so. Healing can’t come unless we own up to where we are. This week’s podcast can help you and actually heal you if you put it into practice. I’m going to show you how to overcome in this area…

  • CASTAWAY

    CASTAWAY

    Behind the eyes of a castaway Lies the heart of a seafaring maid Born for the great wide open Shipwrecked in fear and shame Her heart dreams of sun dancing on water Like before, when she was sure and brave Now, buried in regret and sorrow That speaks down to her hope in this fray…

  • THE LONELY

    Turbulent Ocean Tossed about sea The sound of the heart Inside of me Seething and sighing Through night and Through tears The sigh is deafening The lonely is a prison sentence And I hold the pardon This is the only home I know Alone Unknown Bowing to a whim That’s not my own I can…

  • In Celebration of My 58th Year!

    I celebrated my 58th year of life yesterday! Congratulations to me! I’m still here! Although 58 is not that old, it may seem kind of bizarre to you for me to say “I’m still here”. But there is a reason that I’m very conscious of that every year. You see, I’ve had two sisters in…

  • FOURTH WATCH

    There’s an ache that keeps me up at night That wakes me In the deep of the fourth watch The silence is deafening Empty Quiet But I’m not alone I can feel Him Present Very near He’s there Keeping watch over my heart Keeping watch over the ache in my soul The loneliness that owns…

  • INVISIBLE/Where shame keeps you

    INVISIBLE/Where shame keeps you

                                                                  If she covers her eyes                                       …

  • WALLS

    WALLS

    If those walls could talkThey wouldn’t sing but weepOf days gone byOf a secret keptA girl who mournsWhile a mother sleptWept herselfOf the terrors deepWithin the closetof her own skeletons Childhood hungerNever fedHer sunken hopeIn a sea of painIf those walls could talkRage runs deep in themDespairHope deferredSick heartsSick mindsSick with shameWith words unspokenChains on…