Tag: Life

My Muddled Mind

Muddled thoughts confused, chaotic ever churning night to day Their origin their destination It seems I cannot sway Yet El Roi the God who sees me invites me to come and pray He knows each thought each crazy fear won’t leave me in dismay __________________________________...

Losing the Glimmer

In my deepest depression, I thought often how much easier it would be if I was dead. The unbearable pain never seemed to let up. But I didn’t consider suicide. Instead I slept. If I didn’t have to be anywhere in the morning, I slept...

Praise Like a Psalm

The other morning, I read Psalm 148 at the beginning of my prayer time. As I began to pray, this poem of praise was inspired. Praise the Lord! Praise Him, red dirt road …iris beginning to bloom Praise Him, purple bearded …iris with buds galore...

My English Garden

Is it really a walk if the farthest you get is your own backyard? I say yes, yes it is. And a beautiful walk indeed when lavender and candytuft, bleeding hearts and lilac trees, are in bloom, iris are promising color soon. Besides, my little...

Abide in His Light

This is my second poem inspired by a one-minute devotion from Charles H. Spurgeon’s Faith’s Checkbook, Mar 10–Walk in Light. The Bible verse Spurgeon began with is John 12:46, “I am come a light into the world, that whosoever believeth on me should not abide in darkness.” My...

Gathering Treasure

Once upon a time I gathered grievances like treasure stored in my heart pain without measure I held tight to my rights I learned in time to gather forgiveness instead like leftover pieces of miracle bread when the 5,000 were fed True treasure beyond measure...

Nina, Tiny but Mighty

Between Good Friday and Easter of this year, a sweet young woman from my church, the daughter of a dear friend, went home to be with Jesus. She fought a week-long battle with complications from the flu that infected her heart. And yet her heart...

Good Friday Mystery

The thick veil ripped in two Darkness covered all the land As the Spirit of God departed the body of Jesus the man How it transpired a mystery Our fragile minds cannot grasp Sins on the cross all forgiven When Jesus breathed his last Satan...