Standing on this rock, I watch a time less time move in with the: splashing stillness, while the soft, gentle cold water, lovingly surrounds the tiny body mass which endures the pleasure of joy and peace. — Silently the river … Continue reading →

I delight in you in a secret place, and I know that you delight in me.  You are my food, you are my every breath, and you are all in all to me.  Draw me deeper into you.  O Lord, … Continue reading →

here’s a poem I wrote more then 6 years ago. ..   Night air swells around midlife with all that we can hold, into our wistful hearts we sink, to comfort dying souls.   We hold hands in union to … Continue reading →

Palpations. Racing heart, chest constricting.  Nostrils flare.  Repeating myself.  Breathe Hannah, Breathe.  Arms and legs beginning to go numb, weak from lack of oxygen… or from the panic that wants to set in.  I will not let the panic set … Continue reading →

Gentle whispers caresses my broken heart. Melodies of love and hope is breathed across brokenness of deep human trembles. —– Tender moments of restful quiet with God, my Savior, as I sit on lazy rolling hills underneath dawns soft light … Continue reading →

Sleep as elusive as a butterfly passing Into the blue mists of forgotten dreams Across the horizon of God’s land Hope exists with promises From heaven —–  Insurmountable mountains to cross Desert plains in deep anguish Snake-like legacies bind Into … Continue reading →

If life could be like this bicycle, firmly rooted to its place, unwavering faith then wouldn’t life be plain sailing easy?  Or would it be boring?  Ok… So i am writing this at 2.27 in the morning.  My head pounding … Continue reading →

Psalm 127:3-4 Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him.  Like arrows in the hands of a warrior, are children born in one’s youth.   So, it is Sunday 8th May 2016.  Mother’s day. Mom’s day. … Continue reading →

The long night is over.  The long terrible night is over, somewhat to my relief.  My thoughts going haywire.  All over the place.  Zigzagging, crisscrossing, peaks and lows.  Still the panic is there.  Still the feeling of unease rises at … Continue reading →