My darling Sebby, How time flies. The last few days I have missed you terribly and I am not sure how to deal with the conflicting emotions inside of me. I love you child. Oh and how I miss you … Continue reading
Darling Sebby
Author Archives: Hannah Fairchild
On the Wings of a Butterfly
Life, life, life flutters the butterfly On its wings it says: Choose Life Life, life the beating drum Of my heart: choose life! Upon the wings of a butterfly Messages are strewn Choose life is shouted across The fields of … Continue reading
God’s Presence
Psalm 16.11 (nkjv) – You will show me the path of life. In Your presence is fullness of joy. At your right hand are pleasures forevermore. It is important to spend time in the presence of God. Without God where … Continue reading
I’m writing the book on your wonders…
Psalm 9.1-2 – I’m thank you, God, from a full heart, I’m writing the book on your wonders. I’m whistling, laughing, and jumping for joy; I’m singing your song, High God. (The Message) Everyone can write. Anyone can write if … Continue reading
Elouise
Today is my middle child’s (Elouise) 5th birthday. Or she would have been 5. But didn’t get to be 5. Because 5 years ago she was called home. I don’t know what to say.. Except by the grace of God … Continue reading
The Memory of Trees
I don’t want to walk through the puddles of life Hopscotching between the edges of sharp rocks Kissing the green, trees holding hands Trust and faith go hand in hand Water rushing, flowing in and out of the folds Of … Continue reading
Migraine Blitz
Another day, another week has gone by. It all started on Thursday. The extreme exhaustion. A sign. A scary sign that perhaps a migraine tornado is on its way over to storm my head once more. Only I found myself … Continue reading
In El Shaddai’s Presence I sit
In El Shaddai’s presence I sit With the earth roaring, gripping me into deathly silence In the terror of the night I say this ‘You God are my refuge, I trust in You, and I am safe’ Safe, oh so … Continue reading
Lighthouse
Keeping watch across the haven
A lighthouse stands thick and heavy
Blistered by crashing waves
Wind-tossed turmoil
Its smooth curves are perfection
The eye watches as I wander through
The fragments of a fractured life
Of wind-tossed turmoil
Musing over what is, what might be
As I look in stunned silence across
The sombre waves crashing, breaking
Lifting my fragile vulnerability into
The vast openness..
And the grace of God touches me
Exposing my weakness but
Learning to trust the Lighthouse
Leading me through wind-tossed turmoil
Leading me home
The Crossroads of London
The last time I went to London was the summer of 2014 when I was pregnant with my son. When I had the whole world at my feet, and felt like life was heading in a positive and wonderful direction. … Continue reading
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