As I walk through life's journey, I have come to understand that perfect love casts out all fear. It is a love that is pure, true, and unwavering, a love that emanates from the very heart of Abba. The story of Easter is a testament to this love, a story of hope and redemption that… Continue reading The Hill
Life is a beautiful tapestry, woven with threads of light and dark. It is in the cracks and broken pieces that we see the strength and resilience of the human spirit. It is people who bring meaning to this beautiful chaos. They are the glue that holds us together, the support that lifts us up,… Continue reading Taking Stock
You are your mother's victory song,A tale of blood and tearsA symphony of the battle scars that adorn her belly You are your father's treasure,A universe of wild beautyEmbodied in flesh and bones Remember to walk this life loudly,Your footsteps, an audacious roarThat rumbles in the deepest valleys of fear Stand boldly in the light,With… Continue reading You Are Your Mother’s Victory Song
What is love? Love, in all its wonder, is the one that stays It is the rain dance during the storm,the ebb and flow as you shed old skinIt walks through the valleys with youas a light to your path,guiding you to a place of redemption Love is, the silent comfort of your lover's presencethe… Continue reading Cupid Chronicles
Rain is fallingRun insideEarly in the morningSun will rise Sun is shiningAll is brightNo need for whiningThe air is light Sky is cloudyWide and blueFar below is rowdyColoured with hues Air is windyNo one on the roadMen drinking brandyIn their abode
How far can I go with this burden?Who will help me carry it?All the pain, it was so suddenbut no one as my helper could fit Though I am weak and heavy ladenThere is one who is tender and sweetAbba can lead me if I harkenand if I humbly bow at His feet
A 15-year-old's interpretation of life and purpose.
2023 will be an amazing year but there will be some hard days: days when you will want to give up and throw in the towel. On those days, remember these words. #TheThreeMinutesBlog
This is for the moments that formed into seasons, the days of grief that spilled into months This is for the days when you forgetthat darkness holds no water in your souland the deep end will not swallow you whole When your heart hangs by a threadAnd agony stands ten-feet tall, whisper: In this sea… Continue reading Nameless
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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