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…
Blog
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…
Share this:
The Older I Get “Isms”
The older I get the more I realize, you really can't predict anything. Life is not certain in any place. Faith is paramount no matter what you believe. You can't really count on anything except your fingers. You can rely…
Share this:
Wrestling Death
Cannot this hope keep silent While I mourn still more Not ready to give up Not ready to sleep In peace that is calling my soul I'm crazy you must think To withhold from myself The soft light of daybreak…
Share this:
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…
Share this:
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…
Share this:
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…
Share this:
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…
Share this:
BEAUTIFUL MAN
He was a beautiful man Harsh Cruel at times Separate He doled it out We lived it Absent But so beautiful I adored him Loved him Hated him Feared him Needed him Revered and respected him I can see Now…
Share this:
ANGER
The darkness of anger It’s what I feared Feared that if it spoke Would rage Would resent Would never stop Photo by Lucy Chian on Unsplash The silenced ones They disappear Into the dark Familiar, horrible comfort Of hiding Photo…
Share this:
UNCHAINED TONGUES
Unchained Tongues, is poetry with a purpose. There are stories of the bruised that cry out to be known. Voices that have long been silent. Lives untold, squelched by shame. Now, shame gives way to dignity in suffering and pain,…
Share this:
