Soul Empty

It was forty years ago, but I can still remember that inner-hollow-weariness I felt when I arrived at the place I call, “Soul-Empty.” That was the day I decided–I was going to end my life. I was physically, emotionally, and spiritually exhausted. I saw nothing but an endless wilderness of pain-filled days ahead of me.…

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Assignment From Heaven

You have been put here on this earth with an assignment from heaven. That is why you were created. All the stuff that has happened since the day you were born, is yours to use, if you choose to. Not just the good stuff–the bad stuff, too. Why the bad stuff? The simple answer is…

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Pilgrim’s Dream

Once, a Pilgrim, here below Said, No longer do I know… What will make a heart to sing And overflow with glad tidings. So, Abba… You who dwells above; Author of Eternal Love; Plant a seed within my heart And from it, may a new dream start, I ask from You, this precious gift, To…

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Harvest Song: The Reaper

I see them LORD! In fields grand, Advancing like waves upon the sand; First, like wheat, they appear to be But as closer they come–men’s faces I see! ~~~~~~~~ A living harvest! That’s what I meet; Fields of men with marching feet. Steadily moving–lines straight and true; The souls of nations come into view! ~~~~~~~…

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Embracing Molly 2.0

Embracing the “Molly-me” God has destined for me is a constant challenge. Many days it is like mountain climbing; clinging to a rock faced fortress of seeming impossibility. Why do I say that? Well, to be honest, I wear some handsome scars–constant reminders of battles won, and lost. And, these things can impel me forward…

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A Vision Splendid

In eons past You thought of me You knew that I would someday be And when the time arrived at last In secret place my form was cast ~~~ You dubbed my flesh, “A work of art!” A jewel rare; an awesome start! “A vessel choice…” You did call me, “A vision splendid!” she shall…

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Butterfly Dreams

My dad used to accuse me of “butterfly thinking” and I wonder if that was because he just couldn’t get used to this girl–who was such a dreamer! I lived in my imagination as a kid. I didn’t have access to all the great stuff that kids have today, and so, games from my imagination…

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From Wounded Hearts…

When I was young destroyer came… My heart to crush–my dreams to maim. It is the same for all who dream, A plan is hatched–an evil scheme… ~~~ To break a life and hope’s destroy, For every little girl and boy. And Devil says, “Ah hah! I’ve won!” Their dreams are dead; future undone! ~~~…

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The Destiny of Caterpillars

I often ponder the transformation process of caterpillar to butterfly when I think of God’s purpose and destiny for our lives. The dreams we hold in our heart begin so small, don’t they? Dreams are fragile, and often earthbound in their early life. A human heart is so breakable; so easily shattered. Like the caterpillar,…

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