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Moving with Faith

  God writes in lines I cannot read, But I believe He knows my need. Still, faith without a step is air— I have to move, I have to dare.
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Good Morning

  "Awareness, hope, and a longing to grow, Are gifts we too often let slip below. But today, rise with the light and see, The strength within you, just waiting to be."

Friendship: The Bond That Stays

I know I'm not alone, How far you have gone. This separation took away a lot, Our laughs, long talks, now I don't spot. I was never insecure, even now, though, We have always been in each other's company. We are not the balloons that disappear, We are the lamps for roads to appear. In silence or storm, I’ll stand near, With open arms and a listening ear. You don’t have to ask, just show the sign— I am all yours, and you are mine. No distance can dim what we’ve made bright, A bond that holds through darkest night. So if ever you're lost or feeling small, Call on me—I'll give my all.  

Becoming

I stand on the edge of something unseen, A world of dreams, or just in-between— Where hope still flickers, dim but alive, And I wonder how, and if, I’ll thrive. Ideas crowd like stars in my mind, But the map is lost, the paths unlined. I reach for more, for light, for grace, But I feel I’m fading in my place. I miss the fire I used to know, The rising sun, the eager glow. Now silence sits where songs once stirred, My voice a thought, my will unheard. Yet deep inside, I feel it still— A quiet spark, a stubborn will. I know I’m meant for something wide, Not just to watch the days drift by. God writes in lines I cannot read, But I believe He knows my need. Still, faith without a step is air— I have to move, I have to dare. So I’ll begin, though small, though slow, With trembling hands and seeds to sow. Not for perfection, not for pride, But just to feel my soul inside. For I am more than doubt and fear— The best of me is always near. And if I fall, I’ll rise again— Becoming mo...

A Lament

There are days I think I'm strong, Then, moments when I feel all wrong. I wander places, lost and torn, Where I feel alone, though I’m not worn. You gave me all the very best, Yet still, I ache in this unrest. I never thought the pain would grow, The emptiness, the endless woe. I miss you more than words can say, Not having you is my price to pay. I long for guidance, your loving hand, But I face this world without your stand. Life’s a path we each must tread, Yet I still long for the words you said. When I crave the comfort only you gave, And feel so lost, like I'm not brave. A decade’s passed, yet you’re still gone, I try to heal but can't move on. Dear Father, without your guiding light, I'm lost in shadows, void of flight. They speak of you, your noble grace, But no one truly takes your place. Their words hold pride yet feel so hollow, For in their hearts, where do you follow? "I loathe the tales they choose to weave, The hollow words that still deceive. You we...

Love

I cherish the affection in you for every creation. I adore the warmth of your embrace. Leaning for you is the ultimate inclination. And loving you is more than grace.

Life

 Life is not HELL. It's just not going as fast as we expected.