poetry
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What are you carrying in your hands today? Is it strife, injustice — unworthiness? It’s an interesting question. What we carry in our hands may be a direct result of what is happening in our hearts. If our hearts are confused and full of chaos, I suppose our life will show the fruits of that.…
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I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you. A Jewel: “Teach me how to talk,” a friend honestly asked me on day. She shared that she struggled knowing how. Now, this was a friend that I spent hours talking to but I knew exactly what she meant. She wanted to speak in…
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I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you. A Jewel: King Solomon wrote Ecclesiastes, a book in the Old Testament, where he seeks to understand the purpose of life through wisdom, pleasure, and toil. The chapter starts off with King Solomon talking to himself: “I said to myself, “Have fun and enjoy…
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I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you. A Jewel: Abusers lie but we tend to believe their stories anyway. Why? Why are we so reticent to believe that people will calculate a story to manipulate us. We tend to look for the good in people denying the counterfeit parts we see.…
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I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you. A Jewel: I’m reading through the book of Isaiah right now. It’s a bit of a hard read but I understand fully what Isaiah was saying in his time. He was a “piercing poet, who understood the two-sided nature of God’s character; mercy and…
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I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you. A Jewel: I was raped by my father before I turned four and it continued until I left his house at the tender age of 18. I don’t shy away from that story anymore. I was his victim, tortured for decades. Why change that…
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Suicide and death are such a common theme among incest survivors. You know why? It’s all murder, that’s why. I only saw my father a handful of times after that. He had chosen deceit and the battle between us was on. About six months before this illness, I’d dreamt that my father was milling about…
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Suicide and death are such a common theme among incest survivors. You know why? It’s all murder, that’s why. I only saw my father a handful of times after that. He had chosen deceit and the battle between us was on. About six months before this illness, I’d dreamt that my father was milling about…
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Introspection — what better way to start a week. Question: What would life feel like uninhibited by pain? Brigadoon is a place that is idyllic, unaffected by time, or remote from reality. My Brigadoon is living a life hidden with God. I am tucked away in his kingdom – forever safe. I am not remote from reality but…
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Prejudice exists. I’m often judged and categorized for discussing my upbringing. It gets old. I’d be much more acceptable to them if I didn’t stand by my right to speak. Uncomfortable and unending, the opinions around me fly. Why don’t they be quiet? I didn’t ask them, did I? Unfortunately, this judgment and my shame…