There are a lot of what ifs that often come to my mind. Many of them carry the weight of failure.What if this doesn’t work? What if I’m not good enough? What if it does work and it’s not enough?And so what if carries this dark shadow with it.But what if is neutral. Good and… Continue reading What If…
Category: Thoughts
Psalm 4: 4-8
Dear reader, this is for you to read when you need some encouragement . It is a rendition of psalm 4: 4-6 in my own words. When the night is darkest, remind yourself that His love is light. May I never forget that You work wonders Papa, because I am your child, by choice, you love me first… Continue reading Psalm 4: 4-8
Body
Father, thank you for this body you’ve given me. I know that sometimes I might be unappreciative of it, today I wanted to take the time to say thank you. Body,You have been with me since I entered this earth. I could say that I loved you by default, but it would be a lie.I’ve… Continue reading Body
Thriving in the Wilderness…
“So the child grew and was weaned. And Abraham made a great feast on the same day that Isaac was weaned. And Sarah saw the son of Hagar the Egyptian, whom she had borne to Abraham, scoffing. Therefore she said to Abraham, “Cast out this bondwoman and her son; for the son of this bondwoman… Continue reading Thriving in the Wilderness…
Dear Fear,
I feel your pull. I know what you want. My peace, my trust in God, my joy. All these things are from above, from my Father in Heaven.He renewed my spirit—He revived it from the zombie state it was in, to brand new: Eternal, alive.But my soul is the one that he courts. Daily, he… Continue reading Dear Fear,
Yesterday
My patient died. She was only 32 years old. A year older than me. She fell in her apartment and never woke up. Her family was faced with the decision to keep her body alive with medicine or let her go.They chose to donate her organs to people in need. A brave choice. It got… Continue reading Yesterday
The Day After Winter
The air is chilly with a soft breeze that tickles my cheeks. It is cold, but not enough to penetrate my bones. The sky is blue; sometimes it’s a deep blue and sometimes it is diluted by melted clouds. The clouds the sun has not melted are sparse and white and light. The sun is… Continue reading The Day After Winter
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