The Chiselers Will Come

One of the toughest things in life is to face who and what we have become. It is so much … More

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The Finisher

Our beauty within is dulled. Our wisdom has lost its way. Our strength has lost its victory. Our power has lost its potency. We realize that Human Science, Intellect and Philosophy, can only go so far. We need more. More than what we have been taught, more than what society, family and schools have taught us. And more than the relationships we are in.

He Who Washes My Soul

I love you! My mouth will boast and tell of You. I praise You! I always long for Your presence and Your voice. I yearn to be in that place where my heart, my soul, my mind and spirit are totally surrendered to You. A place in the depths of my being, where no one else, and nothing else, can reach, only You. You have blessed me beyond my imagination. You have brought me through treacherous paths, slippery slopes, fear, abuse, violation, refreshed and revived me, and given me the power to stand tall. You give of Yourself endlessly; You love me relentlessly, never giving up on me, always reminding me of my worth.