Be with us

“This is how I fight my battles.” I praise you. I thank you for what you’re going to do this week for the reader of this post and in my life as well. I thank you for the peace and comfort that comes as a result of trusting you. We trust you through our pain.Continue reading “Be with us”

Weighted Clouds…

There are no words for when you miss someone and you’re unable to reach out to them for a smile, a laugh, an encouraging word, or just to be accepted for who you are and who they are. It hurts. It leaves a chasm so wide that the word chasm just doesn’t do it justice.Continue reading “Weighted Clouds…”

Well done, well done.

Lord, it’s your plan. And though we may not always know why or when, we trust your decision. You called your angel home with you, and she smiled as she walked into your arms. The peace on her face was present. We know you are holding her close. I ask that you pour out yourContinue reading “Well done, well done.”

Dear Love…

Dear Love, The pain that you feel will be eased in time.  It isn’t easy for you to take back the pieces of you but you claw over the minefields that threaten your essence.  Driven by your heart and spirit, you plant hopes in the fields to bloom when the time to harvest arrives.  Your rainyContinue reading “Dear Love…”

Inner Knee

  Thank you for productivity… and clearing my mind which will finally allow me to rest.   The storms I endure will pass.   My mind is on overdrive with worry about so much that I can’t prevent or will forth.   My pleas are of peace, love, and reassurance that I’ve already defeated theContinue reading “Inner Knee”

MESSAGE

  Someone needs to see this message because I know I still look at it when I need to be reminded, and strengthened.  These quotes come from GG Renee Hill. Here ya go 🙂   “Never dim your light. When you feel invisible and you question your relevance or when no one seems to understand yourContinue reading “MESSAGE”

if why could be answered

She writes her Morning Pages. Opening up her soul’s mic, as she creates on the page. Slowly, venting in measured breaths. Too much too soon she won’t be able to close what should never have become so..high. Critical Mass. I watched her cry yesterday because there was no way she could hide the hurt inContinue reading “if why could be answered”