I followed the trail in the pathways of my mindDimly lit by the light of intrigue.This trail led me to a place never seen before, Where a colony of new ideas, new colors, new…
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To love you, my son Is to love the rugged mountains, Strong you will be-The mountains they are calling to me:“Come adventure on my hills And rough edges, Be captivated by my slopes And…
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The sufferings of this present age Cannot compete with the things My Lord has prepared for those Who truly love Him. No eye has ever seen, No ear has ever heard, No heart has…
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My son cries through the night On this Monday eve, Knowing, groaning in my soul That sleeplessness awaits me.His needs above mine I awake from my slumbering bedAnd think of Christ’s love divine,And care…
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Hey there! I’m Louisa. Wife of Brian. Poet. AND I’m a new momma of a precious 8 month old (9 months in a couple days) baby boy named Jonathan. Here are a few things…
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Where One Farmer’s Wife Places Her Hope A farmer’s wife. I really had no idea what that entailed when I met my farmer. I knew risks were involved since there is heavy machinery, however…
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It was night. I could feel the ocean waves Gently tickle my feet As I stood in the shallow watersMy God, I longed to meet. It was night. The water now to my waistNow…