In Mourning

Shards of thoughts prick my feet
Onward I trudge through sorrows path
Confusion adds to the process of joys
My weary mind not up to the math

I complicate daily with minor details
Choking the life right out of the song
Existence is taken without ones permission
Is this the truth…did we ever belong?

Mistakenly I veer to the side of unknown
This realm is beyond comprehension
Believing in hope convinced in the faith
My soul is released of the tension



Remnants of Grace (God Will Provide)

Masquerade whispering faces

a costume for the heart

unveils painted smiles of torment


Veil of grey colored snow

a cloak around the soul

protects fragile prayers of sorrow


Will pliant like golden wheat

bended by Autumn winds

submission an expression of being


Intercession releases corralled feelings

a portal to absolution

no longer resistant faith takes the lead


Moving shadows confuse the heart

but light gives way to victory

mask of uncertainty dissolves


Painted smiles are washed away

from rain of glory skies

true countenance now revealed


Veil torn remnants of grace

His attributes pour from the soul

He is Jehovah! His child rejoices!






“The LORD Will Provide.” Jehovah, the name doesn’t directly commemorate a past occurrence or circumstance; it anticipates  future actions. He Will fill the skies with glory! He Will turn your prayers of sorrow into prayers of thankfulness and joy! When you go through your times of resistance remember, surrendering your soul breaks through the veil, where Love~Mercy~Grace are just a breath of FAITH away!

The Battle Still Rages

Psalm 18:2

The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.




…and just when you thought life was going to be easy!


You walk into your spare room of thoughts ~

behind the cobwebs of lost battles are the corners of defeat.


Behind the corners of defeat are layers of beautiful painted grace ~

we all know what we have to do…


Revisit those battles head on with the breast plate of faith ~ your soul full of unselfish prayer ~ and your heart open to the will of the Lord. We need to realize that the battle is not ours alone!


Too many times I have gone into battle with little or no armor,  praying selfish prayers ~ pleading for the battle to be removed. My heart was closed to the concept, I just might have to see this battle through to the end! Deep in my heart I knew these battles would reappear, I needed them to gain strength for the last mile of the way!


I still have not overcome the battle of getting myself out of the way however, with the devil being gracious with his snares… I am sure I will be fighting this battle till the end.  If I can just slow down ~ stop and listen to the great I AM who is in control. The great commander of hoist will lead the way! With my tailored breast plate of faith ~ and my prayerful heart, there is just one way to go, and that’s the winning side!


Praying for guidance and strength.