#FiveMinuteFriday: Accept (a poem)

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Do I accept the world in all of its fury, despair, and appetite without also accepting the tranquility, affection, and harmony that stands at my doorstep when I walk outside to breathe in its life? Do I receive all the life and grace God extends to me in my calloused palms? 

#FiveMinuteFriday: Support (a poem)

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Support is much more than what we can buy. We can no longer buy our way out of guilt. We can no longer place money where we should place boundaries. Support is showing up and assisting the mending of our clipped wings or the clipped wings of our family and friends.

Five Minute Friday Retreat: a reflection

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What happens next? I made so many encouraging connections at the Five Minute Friday retreat. I can’t wait to see how God continues to flourish our friendships. I’m truly blessed by knowing these woman. They are dear to my heart. 

#FiveMinuteFriday: Inspire (a poem)

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There is so much good in the world we don’t often see or hear about. When we showed up at the site at our neighborhood Wal-Mart, my eyes flooded and not one dry eye was present in our family vehicle. As we rounded the corner in the parking lot, water bottles, water jugs, teddy bears, roses, and crosses all beautifully adorned the space we now found ourselves in. 

#FiveMinuteFriday: Play (a poem)

Faith Family Grace Poetry Strength

My grandma, a warrior of faith
no stone left unturned, no snake let be
If the enemy was going to attack her in her own home
she’d show that snake what was meant by

matriarch – a staple of God’s kingdom come

#FiveMinuteFriday: Blessing (a poem)

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Reconciled to my maker in all things new
on this side of heaven until the roots
expose this tree trunk of a woman
branches adorned with last names
changed when the tongue refused to roll

#FiveMinuteFriday: Steady (a poem)

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//If I take this leap of faith will my feet still walk steady? Will my mouth quake with words ready for thanks and giving or collapse on faithless ground again? Today, I walked up these