where my heart and His Story collide
Be Thou my vision when blind is my sight. Be Thou a lamp when dark is the night. Be Thou my companion when I feel all alone. Be Thou my hope when I have not my own. Be Thou, Lord, an anchor. Be Thou, God, my strength. Be Thou, Friend, my treasure in the dreariest… Continue reading Be Thou (My vision for 2020 and beyond)
are You in my days? in my nights? after the words don't come out right? are You in the morning? in the rain? in the sun light peeking through the pane? are You in the thought that just swept me over? the overwhelm? the overwhelming pain? are You in that moment I dread today? the… Continue reading are You in my days
Dedicated to my neice, H: On wings of the eagle she is lifted high Over seas, tribes, and tongues, Though we share a blue sky. Her heart has no limit; Nor her home, any border. She sees beyond this life She soars up and over. And though he is within her, With help for the… Continue reading She Soars
Dedicated to Weapon... We break. We’re broken. Death splits wide open hearts we never seem to mend. Death of a dream. Death of a love. Death of the ones we will dream of, Yet, never to hold here again. Left limping and wounded And, torn all apart. We search for the why, We sit in… Continue reading From Death to Love
Darkness threatens a heart to fear. Yet your voice, it calls out; Can I give an ear? Though this looks so overwhelming; Too much; No use. This life seems too broken; Closed up; So bruised. My heart and my flesh may fail; My strength, give way. I need to know the Peace You promise this… Continue reading Peace, Like a River
He was in the beginning, yet born as a man. He's on the throne with God, yet died as a lamb. He held the hand of his mother, yet holds the whole world. He loved unto death, yet no sin He performed. He is Risen, yet was raised like the worst of criminals. He is… Continue reading Fixing Our Gaze
Are you the shy one? The broke one? The creative one? The successful one? The brave one? The sad one? Or, the one who gets it all done? The cold one? The awkward one? The bold one? The lazy one? The health conscience one? The talented one? Or, the one who’s seen by no one?… Continue reading Who Do You Think You Are, Anyway?
Redeemed Ruth 