“I have my frie…

“I have my friends, family, my husband and Jesus. I love my life with all the ups and downs. It’s worth it all. For all of eternity I can carry this love I have for the people around me. That is a beautiful gift to have.”-Me

Contemplating today


“Sometimes I si…

“Sometimes I sit and think. Would anyone in the world miss me? Even if they’ve never met me or knew me well enough to care? Then I think of Jesus and how He can identify with what I am saying. That these things though never personally experienced, He has known those thoughts and feelings since the beginning of human existence.”-Me


The kindness of your eyes puts a smile on my face

I am overwhelmed with the joy that floods my very being

Your love is like the ocean seas

Filled with life and has a depth like no other

It stings with an open wound, yet cleanses me

Your love

Reminds me of the tide

You come and fill me up to then draw me away into… the beyond

I adore the way you woo my heart

Your gentle touch and sweet words ever so change the nature of me

The storms come and go and try to over take me

But I cling onto the Rock like a little starfish holding on for dear life trying not to get swept away

As the violent waves try to take me I look up and see the light that goes round and round

I remember that Your word never goes void

That your words bring me life

That I can hold on to what is true and remain steady



Darkness had once consumed me

A long time ago

The father of lies

Abandoned me

Left me naked on the ground

His lies


Selfish ambition 

Was like a blanket where I could find the way out





Like a waterfall stream down my cold wet face

My suffering is like the vast ocean

Never seeming to end

Tears keep falling

Mother couldn’t help herself so why would she help me

Father wasn’t around so why would he save me

Love is all I ever wanted

To be daddy’s little girl

Someone to talk to 

To be free

Free from this curse that envelopes my very being

I need to breathe 

But I suffocated in my tears 

Drowning in agony

I was lost



A slow and terrible death



The sound of the waking dawn came calling

He showed me love



My Father is there

By my side

He was there in the dark hours 

Through the many tears

He was there

He showed me everyday

But these blind and scabbed eyes could not see it

Every time I wake

He has given me life

The one thing my heart has desired

The freedom that comes… 

The unconditional love that comes…

The Man that satisfies

He is here 



My footsteps will still be in the sand

As the ocean waves try to wash their appearance 

My presence will still be there 



For the love I have been longing for

My whole life 

What is this love my heart longs for?

Who is this person, that I desire?

Come blow upon this heart that is barely hanging on

Speak to me oh wise mouth

Take my hand and let us leap together

I will take you and we will fly

I am ready

I am ready to fall into Your loving embrace

I am ready to live for You

My Beloved I am ready



Don’t you just love the fresh smell of new books? The crisp printed pages and delightful texture of the parchment caressing your fingers. Divine. It has such a lovely feel to your hands and touches the deepest part of your heart that you never knew existed. Yet it awakens the very imagination you’ve been waiting to discover.

Books have such a special place in our hearts whether good or bad. We’ve all read something that has a sparked a flame within us. If you haven’t I would even encourage you to go a little deeper, search a little harder. You never know what you are going to find that will change your life. For example, when you go to a yard sale, not many people go with the intention of finding a specific item, people go to explore and rustle through things, to discover a treasure that is meaningful to them. That my friend is like a book.

You go to uncover the depths of dreams, ideas, adventures, facts, the meaning of life. In the whirlwind of storytelling there is a tale for everybody. It might be in a novel, a magazine, article, or the endless web. But words have such meaning and sufficiency, why not share them with the world, your friends, your family, the generations yet to come. What a gift writers have given to us to read of our past, present and future. There is so much to find in the books we have been given. Whether its the recipe of a delightful dish or a scene from the exotic plains of Africa. There is so much adventure to be read and shared with others. Let us dive deep into the lives of characters and hear their story. Let our hearts run as we come alive to the art if storytelling.


A Little Piece about Nothing and Everything

Sitting in the chair

Having nothing to say and nothing to do

I wait

I wait for your tender Spirit to come and awaken this un lively heart

The drums beat to match the rhythm of your Native American feet as you dance night and day

Day and night you see

The injustice that goes around in everyone’s head like those cartoon birds swirling around a cat

How ironic it is that the noise around is what helps us to be still and wait

Interesting that you don’t work like that

You in majesty and glory

Are always in the wilderness

Always hiding

Not from your beloved ones

But to beckon

To come dance to the wild beat of Your heart

How I long to dance with the King and yet I am afraid of the shadows that lie ahead of me

For what will I find in the deep and wild

I fear the darkness will overcome me if I do not find you before the night comes

Yet my curious eyes wander and excitement overturns the fear as I step in

I am overwhelmed by the smell of pomegranate and honey that causes me to thirst

I climb the mountain that lies before me and look to see the view

As far as the eye can see the land that lies before me is lush in greens, yellows, blues and everything in between

Tears stream down my face

I don’t know why

But I am so happy to be alive

And then a hand forms around mine and I look to see my Maker

My lover

My friend

You wrap your arms around me as we watch the sun set

Every dark deed that had an assignment today

Has ceased

For today I am alive

Free and loved

Some may think this has nothing to do with anything but I beg to differ, it has everything to do with everything

You see, you are the one sitting or standing, or whatever reading this little letter about nothing and yet something stirs within you

You can’t quite make out what it is, but you are burning

You can be the one to step into the wilderness

Climb the mountain

And let Him love you

The question remains will you do it?

Will you run into the nothing to gain everything…