No, no, no! I'm not supposed to cry. I'm not supposed to be sad. I have the joy of the Lord in my heart. Where is my faith if I give into these emotions? But I can't hold them back.
We are weak. We are all weak in some area that we think we are confident, and in a moments glimpse we can sin in a way that will cause our hearts to grieve.
As they rolled her out from therapy where we were sitting in the waiting area, tears welled up in my eyes. My daughter started a light quiet sob and I could read the sadness on my son’s face. Our beloved Mamaw gazed off into the distance as if she wasn’t there in her mind; so … Continue reading A Beautiful Goodbye
We read about them. We admire them. We wonder if we could persevere if we went through the same tribulations.
It hurts, Our shaky past; Will this time be different? Will the changes last? I want to be close once more, To have that loving connection, But I'm scared to give myself, Over to your affection. I must be vunerable again, Lest I lose this opportunity, Where love can heal our hearts, To rejoice in … Continue reading Poem: Hurt and Scared
I've observed her tangled heart for years, Living a downtroddened life, She wasn't expecting. Her husband commanding and demanding from her, No love in the way she desires, Nor the security needed. His impulses and anger getting the best of him, Her cleaning up the messes, Hoping things will change. Him provoking her to her … Continue reading Graceful Woman, You Inspire Me
To heed intimidation against the spread of the gospel would be in submission to men rather than God.
All tears will be wiped away and we will bask in admiration of the One we have given all our being to.
Why do I even believe what I do? What's the point in all this when I have to fight so hard to keep my faith?