based on the song Safe in the Arms of Jesus by Jules Riding Jesus is my savior His perfect love drives out fear (1 John 4.18) He binds up my broken wounds (Psalm 147.3) Glues my vessel whole Carries me when I … Continue reading
When all the world is shadowed by pressing dusk I watch the crashing waves, scattering waves, broken waves Wrap itself around my broken vessel Captured into a timeless time of uncertainty Broken wounds, defenseless lesions of hurt Gorges of an … Continue reading
How do you rise above the lies of the enemy? Your own worst enemy sometimes is believing the thoughts that are in your head which aren’t even true. Thoughts such as: You are a failure No-one likes you You are … Continue reading
Today i feel like a broken woman.. All day i have had flashes of my failures over the years. But mainly failure to keep my son safe in the womb.. Failure at being a good mama for my son… Yet … Continue reading
In the midst of hysteria everyone wakes and scatters like mere morsels of dust Panic ensues, left, right, center Some will stay on the straight and narrow path Others will forget LOVE, PEACE, JOY, and hate all that is love. … Continue reading
For the Lord your God is with you Every moment, Every time He will guide you To the cross where forgiveness will occur, let Him in!
My dearest little Sebby, Mummy had her driving exam today, but unfortunately she didn’t even get through the first round. I failed on the theory by 1 point, and will have to re-do either in two weeks time or in … Continue reading
Forgive me, Lord, for believing in the lies of the enemy Help me to focus on the truths that you speak to me Through Your word every day. Help me to seek your Presence, and allow me to find comfort … Continue reading
Based on John 13.1-17 Feet that walk dirt roads many long miles Over and beyond the distant rolling hills Of ups and downs, desperate cries heard Across the night in the midst of hysteria Gospels spread Salvation given freely Unconditional … Continue reading
Hello My Dearest Little Sebby, So, I was just reflecting – on Sunday just gone you were away from mummy for 28 months. 28 long months. Where has the time gone sweet baby boy? Where has precious time gone to? … Continue reading
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