It took me a while to reach an understanding of how love leads to forgiveness. As I continue this series that is focused on my personal experience with love and forgiveness–both recent, and throughout the journey up until recently–I am realizing just how much the two coincide. A series of events within the last several months had really put my will to love and forgive … Continue reading Who’s To Blame?
Some people remain bitter They cannot move past the pains The wounds drag the person down each day as the suffering remains Something to numb that discomfort Each day they find a way Maybe a needle full of poison Or a hateful word to say Perhaps a shaking fist at God for allowing such things to exist Such a powerful God should be able to … Continue reading Downtrodden
At war with myself again The win before the fall Another time I had gained before I lost it all The battle had just begun when I received the first blow While fighting for my life and feeling incredibly low the enemy was defeated and I rejoiced within the win but the snake soon returned and the battle began again It never seems … Continue reading In Ruin
Have you ever wondered if God has really forgiven you? I will be focusing on two things in the weeks ahead: the love of God and His forgiveness. The series will be what I have personally gathered from my experience with the Lord, and it is not to be viewed as preachy or self-righteous. I am learning about these two things with a deeper passion … Continue reading Pardon Me?
Hold onto that thing that you think that you must have Be passionate about the grip on the things that you will grab Hold tightly to the wreckage and the tricks of the mind Don’t look for the ways out or solutions you may find Get comfortable in your madness Stay there in your excuse Be the one in the shelter of self-pity and abuse … Continue reading Coddling
My mother and I have been through our share of ups and downs. Anyone who follows this blog of mine can gather how rocky our relationship has been, and just how difficult we both have found each other to be. Our headstrong ways, hurtful words and reasons–most of which I have no excuse for–have caused us both to carry things along with us, resulting in … Continue reading Our Resistance
A friend I used to hang with had a beautiful way about him He was the best a person could ask for He went by the name of Sin He and I used to laugh together all hours of the day He’d bring me gifts of pleasure and show me splendid ways When night came, we’d celebrate under cover of darkened skies He was the … Continue reading A Good Friend