I am a sister, whose brother is known
by almost everyone.
I am a sister, whose brother gave his
all for me.
I am a sister, whose brother talks
to our father.
I am a sister, whose brother understands
my desires and wants.
I am a sister, whose brother died
so I could live.
I am a sister, whose brother lives
in my heart.
I am a sister.
Jesus’ sister.
November 26, 2006
I feel that God wants me to get my writings out into the world. The writings that you will be reading here were written by my hand, but come from God. He gives me the words and I just write them. I pray that when you read the words, God talks to you! Please leave comments or email me about how He does talk to you through these writings. God Bless!!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Daughter
I am a daughter, whose father is the
best father ever.
I am a daughter, whose father only
wants what is best for me.
I am a daughter, whose father loves
more than all his daughters.
I am a daughter, whose father disciplines
because he loves me.
I am a daughter, whose father listens
to my fears, my dreams, my hopes.
I am a daughter, whose father gives me
what I need, not what I want.
I am a daughter.
God’s daughter.
November 26, 2006
best father ever.
I am a daughter, whose father only
wants what is best for me.
I am a daughter, whose father loves
more than all his daughters.
I am a daughter, whose father disciplines
because he loves me.
I am a daughter, whose father listens
to my fears, my dreams, my hopes.
I am a daughter, whose father gives me
what I need, not what I want.
I am a daughter.
God’s daughter.
November 26, 2006
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Faith
Faith.
What a glorious thing.
Belief.
In an all-knowing God.
Hope.
That we will go home.
Joy.
At the thought of what home brings.
Love.
What awaits us at the door.
November 25, 2006
What a glorious thing.
Belief.
In an all-knowing God.
Hope.
That we will go home.
Joy.
At the thought of what home brings.
Love.
What awaits us at the door.
November 25, 2006
Friday, April 3, 2009
Red:White
Red
The color of blood, Jesus’ blood.
The color of dogwood blossoms.
The color of the sun
coming up in the morning over the blue ocean.
White
The color of purity and peace.
The color of dogwood blossoms.
The color of the crescent moon
hanging in the morning watching in awe
as the sun fills the sky with light.
October 15, 2006
The color of blood, Jesus’ blood.
The color of dogwood blossoms.
The color of the sun
coming up in the morning over the blue ocean.
White
The color of purity and peace.
The color of dogwood blossoms.
The color of the crescent moon
hanging in the morning watching in awe
as the sun fills the sky with light.
October 15, 2006
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