Ghost Writing

I’m just a ghost figure in the corner watching my life walk by in shadow while I keep breathing. Control is an illusion for the “other ones” on the outside calling the shots. Faith is a bridge I’m building Tomorrow is a dream worth living So I breathe So I call tomorrow a promise Knowing … Continue reading Ghost Writing

Alone

Alone is an underrated word Do we know what it means? Have we felt its sting to the fullest? Have we walked in the dark groping for candles or matches or a cell-phone glare? Have you lived if? I have Or maybe I haven’t In its depths, there is always a glimmer In its talons, … Continue reading Alone

Hope

If we don’t protect it, hope can feel like a balloon, filled to maximum capacity for a moment then let go to float into the air, sputtering, and flying unhindered. Hope is so much more precious than this. I wish it were easy to tie the knot and seal it in all cozy and safe … Continue reading Hope

Hidden

Maybe there’s something poetic about hiding in plain sight. Or maybe it’s weakness. Or maybe it’s strength to stay composed while the world crumbles and stirs around you. Maybe it’s survival. Maybe it’s faith. Maybe I’m not hiding at all! maybe I’m standing. “Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.” Job 13:15

Hero

I have all these heroes in the faith..people who shine bright amidst the noise and impact the world with light. Tonight I wonder if I'm a "hero". Can I be one who shows a glimmer of light in darkness? Am I beacon to someone holding on, trying to breathe when the air seems thin? Is … Continue reading Hero

Thunder

I was a human once. I lived, I breathed, I knew who I was. It was somewhere between where husband number one left me a puddle on the floor and husband number two decided I wasn't enough. Maybe I'm not. Maybe they're not. I'm not qualified to say. Tonight, I'm thinking I am beyond expectations … Continue reading Thunder