I had a voice...we are all born with one. My prayers had authority. Now not so much. I struggle for words a fair bit... Why has the power gone from my lips when I used to swing king-hits with words that swung like sword blows and carved a way for light to penetrate and send … Continue reading Shy
Photo by Arun Thomas on Pexels.com "I forgive you" ... The words spat out like venom last night..causing the weight of them to fall flat... The call caught me off guard and adrenaline kicked in. Mumma bear in full flight, please understand... It's not personal, but I'll fight for peace... You can't know the walk … Continue reading A.
He saves us in a thousand ways, and we can't know them all.Why do we expect freedom to be easy, look beautiful?It's a kind of holy wretchedness that is the beginning of his love story... Freedom is found at the foot of crucifixion...spilt out running down across the hardened earth as the sun hid her … Continue reading Freedoms story .
If I had it all to do over again.. I'd write a different story. The plot twists would remain the same I guess, I had no control over them anyway, but I think perhaps Id handle it all differently. Hindsight is 20/20 or so they say and if I only knew then what I know … Continue reading Hindsight
Seems a lot of people live their life in pursuit of " happiness " and compromise anything and everything to attain it. … I'd argue its less about your circumstance and more about recognising the value of what you already have. Is what you behold weight or blessing? Cause I'm finding blessings are by nature … Continue reading The pursuit of happiness
Grace….how heavy life would be, how hopeless if not for grace. Grace brings rebirth. Renewing.. Grace means it's not what you bring to the table…. but who you are. Grace says it's not all up to you. Grace turns vulnerability into strength unparalleled. It's not the measure of your worth by your accomplishments but the … Continue reading Grace upon grace
Raging fires and devastating drought have overwhelmed this part of the world that we call home and it really has felt like life imploded over the last twelve months. Like the internal and external environments around us have reflected and refracted the same theme and there's been little reprieve from the onslaught.. Impossible diagnosis had … Continue reading Precipitation .
Life's full of contrast.This last season was pain unparalleled and provision unequalled all at once .Identity shifted, thwarted,stolen perhaps...yet blessed, loved and seen better then before.By ones I never expected to be there . Now days I'm introduced as the "single mum".. Ahh.. never wanted that title. It's not that I can't do it.I know … Continue reading Contrast
It seems with all that has been lost of late some years have fallen away too. Heavy taxing years that brought weight to these shoulders and creases to this brow vanish into thin air. Age it seems is running in reverse as the clock ticks backwards and lost hopes are revived from the ashes of … Continue reading Prism
Silence.. Its been ages since silence was welcome.. I used to crave the nightshift hours when my love worked late and the little ones were in bed... Or those early mornings before dawn peaked her head around the night skies blanket and all the world still slept. But in this season of shifting and shaking … Continue reading Rewrite