Selfish

I want to be selfish.I want to say what I think and feel.I want to put it all out there and get it off my chest.Damnit, I want to yell.But you know what? I can’t.I can’t say what I think and feel.I can’t get it off my chest. I can’t put it all out there and let … Continue reading Selfish

Mercy

We think we have more power than we do.  I know I do… I blame myself for so much… Not being the Mother I should have been… Pushing my children away because of how I speak… But my prayer has always been that the Lord would place my children in the path He has prepared … Continue reading Mercy

The Bird

Earlier today a bird flew into my front door… The door was closed and the bird sadly didn’t make it… I read where birds can become lost in the glass and fly into windows thinking they are heading into more open spaces not knowing they are rushing headfirst into a hard object.  Hmmm… How often … Continue reading The Bird

Surrender

I was reading about Jeremiah warning Zedekiah, telling him what the Lord God had said.  How Jeremiah explained that salvation was in surrender, something the king couldn’t understand.  Zedekiah didn’t surrender; he stayed in Judah waiting on the siege.  And I wondered, do I do the same? Do I try to save face and fear … Continue reading Surrender

The Fool

You know, I can’t say that I have nothing on my mind… I always have some thoughts floating around, it is just sometimes I can’t pin down one thought… It reminds me of Proverbs and how each verse is almost a stand alone thought. There are so many sayings, of course that is what a … Continue reading The Fool

Late Night

I read somewhere that people shouldn’t talk about their healing process. That recovery should be done quietly.  I guess I understand on some levels where that would be beneficial. You don’t discuss your plans, you just do them. When you want to get ahead at work, you do it, you don’t tell everyone what you’re … Continue reading Late Night

By Grace

I was pregnant with my third child.  Now, I must admit, I was not the typical joyful pregnant woman. I was mean and hateful. Every day, I fought the urge to hurt myself. I struggled with depression daily. As soon as the baby came, I was fine. But while the child was growing in my … Continue reading By Grace