Life gets complicated sometimes.
Thinking and Remembering.
Rainy days are a different type of beautiful.
Where thoughts and words find each other.
“Beauty overcomes her darkness
Beast recaptures his light”
Being honest with the Lord about my sorrow made room for healing, but only when I allowed the Lord to walk me into the room I was afraid to sit in.
Read this and know, HIS promises are true and HE is faithful even when we sit on the fence questioning it all.
“Lost Poet” was written as a lament Psalm. One that feels the pain of lost things and found questions, hoping to make sense of the darkness and silence that surrounds.
“Hello, Starshine! The earth says hello.”