all that’s left
all that’s left
You well and
In the beautifully
Like a long
Shard of glass
And that bird
Hovering up high
Reminded me of the one
And ate your
From that kit
I bought you.
I should have
Paid more attention
Are a nasty thing
How’s the cat
And that gerbil
That I’m always
Afraid the cat
Like you always used
To do and might still?
Funny, the dedication
And imbibing ourselves.
Asked the other
About your father
And I said, “Still Dead,”
But no smile on his face.
What a waste because
He looks a little
Dicaprio in Gatsby
And a smile
Would do him good.
Me, too, I guess.
But not to get down
Have to keep the spirits
Have to keep on keeping on.
Sometimes, I talk to God
And dare him to listen.
I have to get on
And I know
You’re busy with the
Glass shard pool
And Jack and the kids
And all the minutes
Until your glass has
And all you see
Is your damp
I have a lot planned for 2016, but my main plan is to ask Jesus for help whenever I need it.
Not easy for a Type A gal like myself.
But considering I’ve been doing a lot of that lately and have seen the amazing benefits of relying solely on God for guidance, I have a feeling 2016 is going to shape itself into a powerful year for me and my family.
To keep with the theme of “new year, new you,” I’ve also decided to start documenting the recipes I create and my natural health tips. I’m a huge natural health advocate so be sure to check out #theclaykitchen and #theclayapothecary for some healthy goodness!
Lots of love and light to you all for the new year!
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I started writing when I was very young to exorcise my demons. Now I’m trying to put to rest the demons of others.
I never understood why God gave me the talent of writing. I mean, I once called my dad in a panic because my car was on empty without having actually turned on the car.
But for some reason, I can whip up words in literal minutes that have left some editors speechless.
And I still have a hard time putting my shoes on the right feet.
I know. Again.
But what I can do is heal the world with my prayers and the gift God has blessed me with. I write up close and personal fiction because in order to suture the wound, you first have to know how deep the cut goes.
So you probably have an idea about how this latest review for Unkept makes me feel.
And the rest of the review absolutely fills my soul with gratitude: “This story was raw, bloody and powerful. The author lays bare all the emotional detritus of human life with the accuracy of a surgeon, exposing the underbelly.
Compelling and vicious, you will remember this book for a long time…” Words are so powerful, you guys. Use only the best ones.
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Not only were we fortunate to find a new church we love that happens to be on the street behind our house but we also an incredible message that’s still thumping against my breastbone: share the stories of how God has worked his wonders in your life.
As a lot of you know, I used to struggle with anxiety and depression and any stories I had to share weren’t of the rated G variety. But that’s what’s amazing about God’s love and mercy. He’s written me a beautiful ending because I got off my “type A/control freak horse” and asked him to.
And now I’m able to write this with so many blessings in my life, it’s almost scary. A beautiful new home, a new job for Matt, a wonderful family and an amazing community outside our door
Don’t forget to ask for help and don’t forget to share your stories with your children. There’s a lot of beauty in you and where you’ve come from. They deserve to know it.
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I never wanted to be a mother. Not that I didn’t think it was a noble profession (primarily because I had one of the best – Hi, Mom!), it just wasn’t necessarily on my radar since my nose was perpetually jammed in a book and most of my time was spent in my head.
But I was blessed with a person, a HUMAN BEING, and for the longest time, I just couldn’t handle that notion.
It took a lot to keep my head on straight. How was I going to keep tabs on someone else’s?
When I began to pray, Ava was usually in the forefront of those prayers. Her heart is so naturally big, and I realized I wanted to become more like her. I also wanted the tools to foster her goodness, not thwart it. I’ve been good at thwarting goodness in the past and there was no way I was going to impede my beautiful girl’s ability to make even the saddest face smile.
God is guiding us both, I truly believe that. Our relationship has grown stronger in prayer and her ability to make others light up is growing stronger as she filly embraces her own light that God has given her.
Thank you, Ava, for being braver than me and being the inspiration I needed to finally find my own smile again.
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