Turn around. Come back. Don’t believe the lie. There is nothing that you lack. You were the one. To tell me that. Turn around and live. Come back to His embrace. Don’t believe the…
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I dreamed of you last night. Your face so perfectly vivid. Even the scent of you was so real That I mistook my dreams for reality. I’ve been doing that lately. I saw your…
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As my tip toes touch the cold hardwood floors beneath me, I gently push myself back and forth with arms empty in this rocking chair. The songs of this barren woman fill the space…
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I was ready to do you good. To be present with you The way a mother holds her nursing child Close to her breast in the stillness of the night And sings the lullabies…
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I’ve watched this cursor dance in the same spot for about 3 minutes. The backspace button is my best friend in this moment… I’m scared. When Mary, the mother of Jesus, was told all…
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I learned how to mother from the Apostle Paul. Ironic how he, a man, taught me, a woman, who also happens to be childless, how to be a mother. This is not to affirm…
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The candle of my soul Wax, melts away for sorrow. It grows weaker As the flame becomes more dim. This penitent heart melts Like ice in hot water, The affliction turns up the heat…
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In anticipation to drink, I come. With pangs of hunger in my soul, I wait. Your beauty only seen from behind this dimly lit glass, My heart skips a beat. Lips begin to purse.…