Basking in God’s Grace

Wondering where to go when I was broken . . . With scared steps I entered the church Like a rabbit or a lamb; But I was dirty And ashamed. People were there who truly did care. With rod and staff to be sure, Like a child or a teen. I was reprimanded And shamed.Continue reading Basking in God’s Grace

Digital Devils

Worry knocked at the door this morning Not one to get into mourning I choose not to bite Didn’t want another fight  With my conscience. I am clean of dirty shame I am clean of my self-inflicted pain It’s a brand new day Where I choose to play A game with my thoughts. For everyContinue reading Digital Devils