Post #225 – Glorious Day – A Poem
Glorious Day of Rejoicing!
Post #217 – Nothing Can Steal Our Joy
Although my journey has been less than pleasant
Post #170 – Quiet Rest – A Poem
There dwells a hole within my heart Only one can fill.
Post #158 – Writers Quandary
Truth. I self-corrected my grammar while I was praying last night. I said “this is” rather than what “this is” referred too. I corrected it, then repeated my prayer; as if He didn’t already know what I meant. Duh. 😎
The God of the Philosophers: Ethics & Free Will – Reblogged
One could spend a thousand lifetimes on religious questions which have no answers. Such questions are worth bringing up but not even attempting to exhaust, and so I want to briefly write about two … Source: The God of the Philosophers: Ethics & Free Will
Post #154 – Sunday Spotlight – Encouragement
The Spotlight today is on this passage from the above book This book is written to the ill and disabled. The soldier is the incapacitated person. “Soldiers may be wounded in battle and sent to hospital. A hospital isn’t a shelf; it is a place of repair. And […]
Post #149 – One Glorious Day – A Spiritual Poem
Vibrant fields of flowers, billowy clouds verdant meadows, vivid sunsets starry nights, crystal raindrops earthly beauty fades away. Angelic escorts lift me gently freeing me from these chains. Legs that once were dead dance in His glorious presence Shed not a tear, but rejoice with me! Suffering ends, […]
Post #147 – Perfectly Penned Poem
Twitter.com/karenjia My body is bound to the earth, my soul has no roof. My flesh is fragile, my soul is bulletproof.
Post #138 – Simple Pleasures – A Poem and a Message
Thinking of my core family today. I am the eldest of four children turning sixty-five in October; living twenty-five years with a rare muscle debilitating virus and confined to bed. It feels weird being the only one alive. My younger brothers passed away in their forties (one from […]
Post #98 – Finally Free – A Spiritual Poem
Here is a story of bondage and possession; To none be the glory of this tragic obsession. It’s a private world of highs and lows Where disease is free fare wherever it goes Death is so common you don’t bat an eye Unless it’s your source or […]
