Thank you

Dear God, Thank you for the gift of time, the chance to once again live a life displaying you within us. It is my prayer that we have touched the hearts of others today in ways that promote healing, joy, comfort, and hope. Thank you for protecting and providing for us. I truly believe you’ve

Free Write.. don’t worry about me

You have to move beyond this present place of heaviness. You feel stuck. Depression. Pain.  It’s not that one chooses to be here.. it’s a feeling that’s hard to shake.  Have you ever felt a dream merging into reality die? Then have you had someone close literally die?  Double whammy.  It hurts in a way

Heavy yet prayerful

I remember feeling something was on the horizon and sharing it. Well, it wasn’t many days after that in which things shifted. It shifted in ways that I could not have predicted or imagined. I battled COVID and pneumonia. The virus almost claimed my life. I’m grateful having won that battle. There were many during

Rainy Days

Emotions pour from the clouds.. weighted and heavy. Each droplet containing a moment that couldn’t be held. No longer able to contain its composure.. It swelled. It filled. Traveling downward, speeds unknown. Traveling up was no longer an option until after impact. Maybe rays of hope from the sun would raise up what was splattered…

Sunrise

Top of the morning where love is made Satisfied and refreshed, it’s a new day Joy rising in sync with the sun Another beautiful morning has begun Gazing into each other’s eyes This is where the treasure lies And as this signals the start of a new week Humbly and thankfully each other’s embrace is

Approaching

I can’t help but to feel that some great opportunities are on the horizon for the upcoming month. No, I don’t know what is coming but it’s going to bring peace, joy, happiness, and newness. Can’t you feel it? Aren’t you ready for something different and exciting? I am. What are you looking forward to

2:22

I should’ve been asleep. Dreaming about another lion inside my house. If you know the meaning of that dream, let me know. Soon the sun will have risen and tasks will need to be completed. Somewhere… my body doesn’t get the memo because insomnia runs deeper than an old blues song that reminds you of