Photo by Sebastian Voortman on Pexels.com You See Me Thank you, God, for seeing me For meeting me where I am and surrounding me For searching the deep depths of my heart and fine tuning me For loving me unconditionally and choosing me For giving me a purpose and sticking with me Thank you, God, … Continue reading You See Me
With Good Friday and Resurrection Sunday behind us, let’s challenge ourselves. Let’s spread God’s love, grace and mercy every single day of our lives, giving thanks and honoring Him for who He is. Let us be quick to sit at His feet in worship and adoration. Sing praises to the King not only for His … Continue reading The One True King
I want all the money and all the fame. I world says I need it, so give me everything. Give me the riches and the glory. I want everyone to know my story. I don’t want to cultivate the people around me because they have what I don’t. I’d rather sulk and envy and cry … Continue reading The Greatest Gift Of All
It's just one of those days When the world seems big And my life seems small And there's nothing at all I feel like I'm going to fall It's just one of those days When the sky is blue And my world feels grey But everyone thinks that I'm okay But I'm not okay It's … Continue reading It’s Okay Not To Be Okay
If the weekends were the weekdays Monday would bring elation and excitement for days ahead Restless eyes and moody feelings would be put to bed If the weekends were the weekdays A days work would bring about productivity and drive Because two days pass and you'd get to rest for five If the weekends were the … Continue reading If The Weekends Were The Weekdays
This post is in dedication to my mom. A mother’s touch cannot be replaced She gains pain in conceiving her children And continually thinks about what she can give them Or takes on the role of motherhood for someone else’s children Never expecting to gain recognition A mother’s touch cannot be replaced As they begin … Continue reading A Mother’s Touch
There it stares. Haunting me. Blinking at the sight of my pain. Knowing that I am without thought. That words echo but do not form. Mocking me is its mission. Echoing my current state of frustration. Telling me that I have nothing to say. Saying that it has won. Lingering as I sigh. As I … Continue reading When Motivation Bites
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