A Prayer for Peace

Anxiety is a demon straight out of hell.  I rebuke Satan’s hold over my mind in the name of Jesus!!  God did not create me to worry.  Jesus be my comforter and grant me your peace.

Inhale:  comfort and peace

Exhale:  fear and anxiety

Help me to remember that I am not alone.  Walk with me Lord through this valley and when I’m too weary to keep going, carry me in your loving arms.

I surrender to your will.  Though all around me seems dark, yet will I trust in you. Lead me beside quiet waters and allow me to lie down in green pastures.  Give me rest.

In the name of Jesus,

Amen

Good Night Big Daddy

In the last season there comes a time when we come face to face with end of life. We are forced to make hard decisions to release our loved ones back to God. We stand together heads bowed and hands joined in prayer. Waiting for the last breath. Waiting. We must cherish the memories and the blessings of the years we have been given. We remember. We laugh. We cry. When there is a life well lived, there is much to be thankful for. There is joy in the tears. There is love in every memory.

We remember.

We laugh.

We cry.

We wait.

Until we see him again. Face to face. In the presence of the Almighty. Hallelujah.

Good night Big Daddy. Thank you for being my father in love. Never a father in law. I’ll see you in heaven.

Good night.

Wounded by Another Warrior

That shot came unexpected. As a warrior, you expect to get wounded, but not by another warrior. Not by one of your own.

Unexpected….

Hurts….

Forgiveness….

Reflections of Regret

Looking back over the years I realize how often I have sacrificed things and people that mean a lot to me for the sake of a project, a job, a career. Now nobody forced me to make those sacrifices, they didn’t even ask me to. But I felt I had to. I did this. I made something a priority that should not have been. I failed to set boundaries.

People will use you to chase their own dreams.

If they don’t give you a seat at the table, build your own damn table!

Silence

No words come tonight

Deep in the night

Tears slowly falling

No words come

Silence

Mourning

#1.

The poets of old whispered quietly and you went gently into that good night

No long suffering

No sad goodbyes

You just slipped away

And left our hearts

Bleeding

#2

I shall miss talking to you on Fridays

“Hi, my baby”

I shall miss the sparkle in your eyes, the brightness of your smile

I shall miss you “my mama”

I shall miss you

Forever

#3

My heart aches for you, my father

You’ve lost your “girlfriend”

#4

In my heart

I will always be your “baby”

#5

I missed your phone call today

You were not there to say Happy Anniversary

You were not there to say “Hello my baby”

If I hurt enough, will you come back to me?

If I drown in my tears, will you come back to me?

I hurt for you

I hurt for you

I hurt

Broken

When you've done all you can do, all that's left is to offer Him your broken Hallelujah.

When there's no one to talk to. No one who would understand the depth of your despair.  All that's left is to offer Him your broken Hallelujah.

When your way seems dark and you've run out of ideas and options. When your face is covered with tears and you can't explain why. All that's left is to offer Him your broken Hallelujah.

When you can't hear Him speak and you've given up hope of redemption.  

When you lose sight of your blessings for they're hiding behind all 

the obstacles.   All that's left is to offer Him your broken Hallelujah.

When there are no more words....only tears. All that's left is to offer Him your broken Hallelujah.