My hand my heart wrapped in your love You take this battered soul with tenderness and acceptance You are my light my everything I stand before you with open arms and open heart Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson
I love the fact that he speaks of our old life in the past tense, telling us that we are now alive in Christ. In Ephesians 2:13, we read that those who were once far away have now been brought close to God through the blood of Jesus. There is no separation between us and God any longer.
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And then there was light. Those are someone else’s words, but I felt them run through me, a cleansing. I watched in awe, as power consumed nature. In my time – is all I heard. Then the storm moved in and surrounded me, created a blindness towards my search for understanding, quite literally! Washed in […]
Looking within is never easy We lie to ourselves all the time What do I see when my inner self is reflected back? The mirror not always kind showed the darkness within The Spirit pulls back that shroud Extending a hand to lift me cradle me love me Serenity calms the pools of reflection The Window of Promise cleansed Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson *This is in response to Sue Vincent's Thursday #writephoto prompt. If you would like to get in on the fun, you can find out all about it HERE.
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.
When I moved to Texas from Oregon, it was a hardest and most frightening decision I ever made in my life. At 50-something years old, I was starting my life over again from scratch. All I had that was guaranteed was a bed to sleep in at my brother’s house and faith. Faith that I was making the right decision.
I’ve told a lot of people since I moved to Texas that “I’m meant to be here.” My life has improved tremendously since my move from Oregon. But it does make me wonder…
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I am not best pleased.
The things that I should write,
Courage to edit the things
Which should be changed,
And the wisdom to distinguish
The worthwhile from the worthless.
Writing one line at a time,
Accepting that discipline is the pathway to Publication,
Taking, not as Hemingway did,
But the blank page and cursor before me,
Not as I would have it,
Trusting my editor to make it right,
I surrender to his knowledge,
So that I may be reasonably happy with my publisher,
And supremely happy with my work.
CC Licensed 9/1/17 Penny Wilson
Yesterday’s post was pretty negative and I’m sorry about that. All is well my peeps, no worries.
Sometimes, the realization that WE choose our own destiny is a bit much to take. Everything in our life, we are responsible for and have either created it or allowed it to happen.
The day that I realized THAT, was quite profound for me. You have to remember that I didn’t have a brain cell in my head until I was in my 30’s. (none worth mentioning anyway) And the realization that I had the power to CHOOSE how I lived my life was like a slap in the face.
Crap! You mean I have to be an adult and accept responsibility for my own life? Well, shit!
Me! My choice! Not fate. Not some Divine Force, was pushing me along life’s path to a specific conclusion. I choose if I take the left fork or the right one.
I do believe in a Higher Power. But I believe that WE have the choice in this life to decide our path. Hopefully, whatever Higher Power there may be is there to guide us and give us strength. Our future is not preordained. At least I don’t believe it is.
My life is a good one. I have an abundance of Blessings that I give thanks for. My self-chosen path has brought me to this point in my life. What to do with tomorrow? We will see, my pretties. We will see. 🙂
The Daffy Duck cartoon? I just happen to have a soft spot for the hot head (I can relate) and wanted a reason to use this particular cartoon.
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