Faith + Love + Wisdom
Just like stained doves fluttering in hay fields, I spotted you between clouds and knew even beautiful things could be misplaced. So I climbed the single tree in the vast hay field, only to find an abandoned birds nest with it’s eggs shattered. Twigs intertwined between empty shells that birthed life— or maybe the shells…
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HELLO MY LOVES! I finally did it. I wrote my first poetry book, and it’s coming out April 25, 2021. As many of you have noticed, I haven’t posted on my blog for a while. I dedicated 6 months in 2020 to work on myself, my craft, and my relationship with God. The months I…
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It is freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by yoke of slavery.” – Galatians 5:1 Okay. This is me standing firm, for me, and for you. I left the new age movement in May, and ran into the hands of Christ. Literally. It…
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Because the clouds choose to be pink and blue, I choose to spend this time only worshipping you. To bask in your creation and marvel at existence since your lovely dedication is the reason I am. Just as the sky transforms I mold myself to fit your view and promise to stay steadfast and…
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Your love washes over me in waves. Despite my losses I can be brave knowing I am kept as your daughter, for even when I slept you thought I mattered. I was not created by scientific chance I was divinely placed— planned in advance. Photo: Pinterest
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She remembered the tubes.Each pierced into her skin, never had she seen such beautiful masterpieces. She visualized violins. She thought of how her neck would arch to fit into the bow of the violin, as if she and the violin could become one. And her heart beat so perfectly in rhythm you would think it’s…
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Just as trees and flowers grow on soft supple earth, grandma’s womb birthed entire generations. A lineage that stretches across her spine, to engraved itself at the bottom of her feet. Like vines, the veins on her hands told a story, and with them, she created history. Yet she still lives. She lives in the…
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Take me to the altar open like a casket vulnerable for everyone to see. Take me to the altar refine me with your grace fill every inch of me. Take me to the altar where lives are resurrected and changed completely. Take me to the altar to bask in your presence— and grow like an…
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Eyes closed tight, hoping to stay unconscious throughout the night but you awaken me. Too many visions of you, my palms pressed against your jaw, only to get a perfect view– one without any flaws. I loved you so much I flew into your arms in awe at every part of you. It was your…
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If love was like crisp autumn mornings, would you still open a window to let the sun in? Despite the frost, I open up like a new journal to be tampered with until it becomes something familiar. Until the feeling of paper on rough finger tips become a need–an expectation to be used purposefully. Unleash your secrets…
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