Dried Ink, Lost Letters

Back Bone

We all get to a point where our feet beg us to stop running, our hearts pound loudly against our chest, stretched from exhaustion. What happens then? Do you push your flayed arms and buckled knees, willing them to keep going despite how they bleed? Wouldn’t life be better if we just learned to rest?… Continue reading Back Bone

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Ignite.

You see this fire in your hands?It was made to light the pathof redemptionand bring the lost sheepback home This song that flows from your lungs,the worlds you create with pen and paper,every brush stroke that kisses the canvas,Each curve, bend, pause, and playpoints man back to Abba This gift in your handsis a tale… Continue reading Ignite.

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‘Tis The Season

There are so many people hurting this Christmas. Some have to mark the anniversary of a loved one who passed or, lay one to rest. There are those who are with family and friends yet feel so alone. This year, I knew what it was like to face darkness, the tremors, sleepless nights, empty days… Continue reading ‘Tis The Season

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Showing Up

Although the darkness lingers And air is the anchor for your feet Although the hamster's wheel loops And dawn seems an eternity away Remember that Abba cradles you tenderly, Guides your steps carefully, Lacing your path with peace And adorning your journey with victory . So, when your heart feels numb And the sorrows of… Continue reading Showing Up

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There.

This was where he laid,His body cold with sweatAs his lungs fought for air This was where she laid,Her blood mixed with agony As she begged to stay alive This was where he laid,Pleading to return to his mother's womband be hidden from this vile world This was where they laid,Their death beds Now a… Continue reading There.

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SEA

Step in With your heart on your sleeves and Hope as your compass Dive in With your past abandoned on the shore Dive in Eagerly, relentlessly Find higher depths of healing and Wider paths of peace Break every fetter of fear Redemption calls to you Let the lies dissolve with the sea As you wash… Continue reading SEA

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Of Grace and Glory

The streets glimmer with gold And my footsteps echo with relief As I run to meet my Lover And fall into His arms of rest   His eyes hold love unfiltered As He gazes tenderly upon me, Seeing the perfect reflection of His Son And my glittering crown of grace   No more do I… Continue reading Of Grace and Glory

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Note to Self

Beloved, You clench your fists too tightly And hold your breath for too long Does your heart forget that peace lives within? Does your mind forget the battles won?   This aching in your belly And tightness in your chest Will melt like cotton candy As you soak your soul in joy   Do you… Continue reading Note to Self

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About Mmesoma

I was never the fun kid growing up. I always had my head buried in a book, caught up in a different world. This was probably why my friendship circle was unusually small for a child. It was a miracle, but I had a childhood best friend- Mmesomachi. Our friendship was very peculiar, more of… Continue reading About Mmesoma

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Calvary

Growing up, I never understood the fuss about Easter. Christmas was the holiday when I unwrapped gifts, ate my favourite dishes till I couldn't breathe and wore the fanciest dresses. But Easter always seemed calm, if not gloomy. My parents would make us fast and pray, and family devotions always seemed to drag for hours… Continue reading Calvary