Poetry

In Ukraine people are currently seeking shelter from the hailstone bombs that are hitting hard. Fear is lingering. Uncertainty is the new normal. Hearts are racing and little ones are frightened as their parents desperately try to convey the current situation in the best way they possibly can, having to deal with their own set […]

In 2021, right after my thirtieth birthday in June, I was finally in a phase where I felt released to share my testimony. Up until that point, I had not developed any MS (multiple sclerosis) symptoms again, following the procedure roughly two years prior. I had grown confident of the cause, and (unfortunately) the origin

Encompass my heart with Your compassion For those who need favour Aren’t we all in need of a Saviour? For all have sinned and fallen short So be careful not to let pride distort Your gaze On the subject of grace A compass so true Is His Spirit within you Directing you to where you

In the Beginning, Your heart cried out, So stars and sons were born. Whether a gentle breath or with a caring glance, Every speck of dust, an inkling in the expanse, So found form from a Father, Eager for us to dance. He came to us, a Son, Revealed Himself as a Savior, The Light

Hello, fellow Comrade! This is a time like no other. We are seeing prophecies fulfilled left and right, and never before have I known so many close to me making their witness known to the nations. I am excited to see Yah providing and protecting in unexpected ways, and it fortifies my heart to be

So, we waited, not knowing the day or the hour. Our hearts grew with excitement. Expectation entangling our bridal hearts. The field encompassed our silhouetted souls. We waited as the sun cast its last beams over the horizon. Hoping for a sliver of silver to appear in the darkening heavens. Tangerine trails marked the indigo

As I sat by the furnace with my little one slumbering and his cheek tightly pressed against my tear stained heart, the day felt seemingly forgotten. I beheld the flames dancing with their faces towards the night sky and I longed for words to spill out of my heart that might bring a flicker of

We dug through the mud with our bare hands. Dirt tightly hugged our finger nails as we went on a quest to seek out sweet potatoes and black potatoes originally planted by the owners of the house we are currently renting. Each potato found, filled my and the children’s hearts with delight. It was our

The night sky lit up with electric waves. Every cloud danced fiercely as the lightening led the way. Beneath my feet the ground trembled. And the heavens roared with bold thunder. I stood in awe as we glanced through our window. A whisper broke through the flashes and thunder, “This is My Voice!” So, I

My most prized possession clenched to my tightened chest. Heavy eyes resting on me, as I enter in. I willingly, longingly fixing my attention on the only Hope in the room. It was dark inside, yet His Light lit up every corner of the house. I poured out my heart in unadulterated adoration. He is