IS YOUR BANK EMPTY?…A Quick Share of Encouragement
My mother gave me a book of poetry she had that I love to sit and read. It is filled with poetry of all sorts of themes. But here is one of my absolute favorite poems and I hope you find encouragement from its words: “God’s Bank Ain’t Busted Yet” The bank had closed; my...
THE ULTIMATE COOKIE MONSTER
“Just one bite…just one little nibble…what will it hurt? Just one. It won’t make you gain any weight. Just one, or two. It’ll be fine. Come on. You know you want to take a bite. Look at me sitting here just waiting for you to enjoy my deliciousness,” and on went the...
DOES JESUS REALLY CARE?
Meniere’s Disease is a complicated mess of symptoms that just like Fibromayalgia is hard to diagnose. The symptoms are wide ranging and it affects each person who has it differently. The main symptoms of it are fullness and ringing in one or both ears, tinnitus (from mild to severe), hearing...
ALONE IN THE CROWD
We sat there among the 8,000 women listening to this renowned speaker talk to us like we were the only one in the room. It was like she new every thing we were going through. Every thought we were thinking. Every tear we were shedding and why we were shedding them. My friend and I looked at...
BROKEN PIECES (pt. 2)
“Casting all your cares on Him, for He cares for you” 1 Peter 5:7 The day began as any other day as I rolled my pregnant body off of the bed and wobbled out of my bedroom. Just two more weeks and I would finally be able to see our little girl...
BROKEN PIECES
BROKEN PIECES (pt. 1) Nine year old Marcell stood in the empty classroom staring down at the eyeglasses in her hands. Black, ugly, Air Force issue eye glasses that looked like they had wings on the tips of them and could fly away. The thick lenses with the bifocals and the plastic sheets that...
UNBROKEN PRAYER
Over the past several weeks I have had several friends share with me things that they need prayer for. Some are pretty heavy things. As I sat here listening to praise music this evening, I began to think about all of these friends and their heartaches and sorrows. I then thought about my...
WHEN GOD WHISPERS YOUR NAME
WHEN GOD WHISPERS YOUR NAME When God whispers your namedo you hear it in the raindoes it blow upon the windwould you know it’s truly Himwhen He whispers your name. When God whispers your nameis it loud in your earor deep in your veinsdoes it bring you reliefor cause you shamewhen He whispers...
CREATIVE WRITING CLASS
This semester in college I have a Creative Writing class. Each week we are asked to submit a poem, story or play to the class for them to critique. This is week one and I am pondering which poem to submit first. Here are my top 3 choices. Do me a favor please? Read each one and tell me which...




Recent Comments