you’re body soul and spirit
drug through hell
here on earth
yet filled with heaven Continue reading
hope
Sometimes, You Just Need a Platform
For some strange reason, when I came back from Texas, I figured I’d have chances to share with different groups the miraculous things God’d done in my heart concerning Scott, but to my surprise, doors have remained shut for that, and it’s made me wonder why. Continue reading
Laundry Money
Do you ever have those moments where God teaches you something, and you’re relieved because no one knows about it? Well, you’re all about to know about mine. Continue reading
Delivering Thoughts
The majority of the time, I’m aware of how I’ll start my writing, but this time, I’m just writing, so we’ll see how it goes. Continue reading
From Never to Forever
The enemy comes to kill, steal, and destroy and, at different times, has reeked havoc in my family, but yesterday, some of his plans were abolished.
Twenty-two years ago, I served my ex-husband divorce papers and declared I’d never go back to him.
Over the years, we remained friends, and he never stopped loving me. I, on the other hand, continued down many different roads, and most of them were dark, and down every road, he remained my friend.
He never dated, never had a girlfriend, never “moved on.” Continue reading
“epoH”
does anyone remember
the last day of the year
paralyzed in my bed
without will to move
a day of Sea World planned
yet laying in tears? Continue reading
An Empty Booth
The other night, I had a booth at the Rock. As much as I just wanted to “be” there for others, I was still short on rent and needed to sell some flags.
Right off the bat, a young woman stopped by the booth, entranced by the beauty of the flags. As I told her about them and about my testimony, she filled with joy!
She said, “No way! I’ve never heard anyone be so open like that. I used to be trafficked. No one’s ever said that! I’m just blown away right now! That just made my day! Thank you!” And I believe THAT is why I was supposed to be there, but still, I had hours left and flags to sell, so I was ready for the night (or so I thought). Continue reading
More Than a Need
A few weeks ago, I saw a post from a church collecting donations to help out needy families with their Thanksgiving dinner. My first thought…how do I get on that needy list, but I wasn’t sure about carrying out that thought, so I ignored it, but there was no way escaping it; the thought followed me wherever I went.
Eventually, I sent a message to my friend about it but couldn’t do it because of different thoughts: was it okay to ask; are we really that need; I “may” be able to afford the food by then; I know others are more needy then us; etc., but again, the thought wouldn’t leave me, so I finally asked. Continue reading
