I don’t just want to be a passing ship, I want to be… Like the cathedral that stands elegantly for centuries I want to be the flower in a field of green grass A moving ship is what I was … Continue reading →

I used to love writing. Writing was my first love. Now, I am not sure if I enjoy writing.  It seems easy to come to the drawing board and write what is on my heart, it helps process the hurt … Continue reading →

When all seems lost and gone I stare into the faraway distance And wonder what is to become of me – what is God’s purpose of me? Is there a purpose somewhere – out there waiting for me I wonder … Continue reading →

When writing is the only outlet to express your emotions, the only way to make sense of the turmoil inside of you, the only way you can express yourself without the fear of being judged or condemned for how you … Continue reading →

Pain haunts. I struggle. I drown. I am paralysed with fear. No-one sees behind the mask that covers up multitudes of hurt. I snap. I am edgy. I am irritable. Little things that don’t normally bother me, bother me. I … Continue reading →

As I lay last night re-evaluating my life before God there was one thing that struck me.. In my 15 years of following God and living by faith – I have hope. My hope comes from God. I look back … Continue reading →

Living is like fighting through the debris of panic Deep well for me.. Behind the wall tears want to release Trapped tightly behind a steel door I break, I fall, I am lost I can’t fight this darkness It curls … Continue reading →