Stumbling through life my sins and appetites led me I chose the wrong path always I lived in a world where no Gods exist Until my vision cleared I saw no other way Copyright (C) 2023 Penny Wilson #Name Your Number Challenge Click here for info and to join in!
Also written for Reena’s exploration challenge using the phrase “You live in a world where no Gods exist.”
Copyright (C) 2022 Penny Wilson
I wish I could Believe
In Love
In Tomorrow
In Fate
I want to Believe
In Change
In Promises
In Chance
Make me Believe
In Forever
In you
In us
Copyright (C) 2022 Penny Wilson
Because
of you
Inside the darkness
I found light
and the seeds
of my tomorrows
I stand
on the edge
of an abyss
no longer
fearing the drop
but anticipating
the flight
I step off
and take wing
Copyright (C) 2021 Penny Wilson
Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay
Please read Nova’s great post on Believing! ❤
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For many years, I considered myself an agnostic. I had questioned the existence of God. Several events in my life caused me to change that view. Probably the biggest influence in my change of heart, is my BFF, Denise. I’ve written about Denise several times here.
Denise and I have been close for 40+ years now. I wrote sort of a tribute to her that you can see HERE.
When Denise was diagnosed with lung cancer, I wrote about her and her struggle HERE and asked for prayers.
Well, those prayers have been answered! To a point. Denise went to the hospital July 2nd to have a 2nd biopsy done on the spot in her lung. It was supposed to be a day trip, meaning she would be home, tucked into her own bed by that night. 12 days later, she was finally allowed to go home!!
It turns out that the 1st biopsy was a botched job. They collapsed her lung and left her hemorrhaging, bleeding into her own lung. This was unknown until her 2nd biopsy.
Her 2nd biopsy was done at a different hospital, different doctor too. During the 2nd biopsy they discovered the hemorrhage and tried to get a piece of the spot to biopsy. Things didn’t go well. I’ll cut the story short here. It turns out, her lung collapsed 3 times during this visit. Once was a Code Blue. They couldn’t get the hole in her lung to seal up, it kept wanting to collapse. The doctor then decided he needed to just go in and remove the spot in her lung. During this process they also had to remove one of the lobes inside that lung.
It was about 5 more days before her lung closed up enough for them to send her home.
The whole process was horrifyingly scary for her, me and her kids. She thought she was going to die. Her kids thought she was going to die. Everyone thought she was going to die.
When she came out of surgery, she was supposed to be in the ICU for several days. She was there ONE night before they moved her to a regular room. She was up and WALKING that next day as well.
LOTS of prayers were being said for this dear woman. I firmly believe that God has had a hand in her recovery, that prayers were being answered. To all of you that said prayers for my Dear Friend, THANK YOU.
Denise isn’t completely out of the woods yet. They still need to test what they removed from her lung and give her a final determination. Hopefully, they got it all and it’s a done deal. So if you would please continue to keep Denise in your prayers, I would really appreciate it.
A final point that I would like to mention here. Through Denise, I was given the gift of prayer. To behold it’s true power. Even if you are not a “religious” person, (and believe me, I get that) I feel that if you simply put positive thoughts, wishes, feelings out into the universe, those positive things will come back to you in positive ways. If you put negativity out, that’s what you get back.
How can I possibly thank someone that has given me the Gift of Prayer?
Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
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Advent, the season leading up to Christmas, is the root of the word “adventure.” It means to finally arrive after a long journey. It is about Christ’s arrival. And ours. “One of the essential paradoxes of Advent: that while we wait for God, we are with God all along, that while we need to be […]
There was a crack in the shell that I had built around myself It's a funny thing about shells They not only keep the bad things out, they also keep the good things out I could no longer stand on my own So I fell to my knees Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson Image by mleonascimento0 from Pixabay
I believe most people are good
And most mama’s oughta qualify for sainthood
Those are the first 2 lines in the chorus of the song Most People Are Good sung by Luke Bryan. I listen to mostly C&W music these days. Although my taste in music varies wildly. Those 2 lines made me think.
I DO think that most people ARE good. I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve. I will trust and believe what you say until you prove that I cannot. This is just the way that I’m wired. I’ve TRIED to be more wary or cynical of people, but I just can’t do it. My heart won’t let me. I just believe that in general, most people ARE good.
Who else could have pulled me to my feet? Who else would possibly understand my depths of despair? When all was darkness, you shed a light. Though I would curse you for daring to bring the sunlight.
I stumbled down the trail but you lit my path. Yours was the hand on my shoulder when I sought comfort. Yours were the whispered words of encouragement my heart felt when I cried out.
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