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Oaks of Righteousness
I crave to be like the Oaks of Righteousness. Do you remember hearing about them? They stood behind a savior, more than followers, but rooted in His discipleship Read more
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Always With Me
Always With Me reflects on the monument-making moments of my past and God’s undeniable involvement. Read more
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Where Have Your Hands Gone Today?
There’s something beautiful in simplicity. Where have your hands gone today? I find comfort in the small moments my own hands witnessed. Read more
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Aunt Sara
Aunt Sara’s deep attachment to her Welsh roots is evident in her purchase of a farm in Ohio, where she connects with her heritage. Visiting a local museum, she immerses herself in Welsh culture. Despite personal tragedies, she finds solace in nature, her homestead, and the return of life’s simple pleasures. Read more
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For Holly
A poem for a friend everyone wishes they had. I’m not sure if I will every actually have the words to express what this incredible human means to me. While participating in a recent poetry workshop I was given a prompt to “write a poem for a friend you adore.” I immediately knew who this Read more
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Advent
Your advent rushed through the ridges between goosebumps, and in the stillness I can taste its victory.I can feel the freedom that was lost, unseen, Stuck in the static of fingers grasping for identity.In hope I wait, wrestling with patience.In faith I surrender to this ever-welcomed audience.In joy I release every giggle unto your grace,And in peace I Read more
