It's eerie what's happened, America has become a place of desolation. Hate-filled language disguised as the words of God Always alters a democratic nation. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #210 from Sammiscribbles: Eerie in 24 words. The words of Zechariah 7:14 inspired the poem.
For Tale Weaver from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie With anxious thoughts racing through her mind, Mavis prayed that a change would come in her life. She was surrounded by evil people, committing all manner of inhumane acts towards each other, with violence a daily occurrence. At age 69, her only hope was to find a new place... Continue Reading →
I was determined not to tackle this subject, but hope is needed today. I still believe in the American democracy. I believe that the idea that the election was stolen rests on the fact that in urban areas blacks and other people of color voted in record numbers and they voted overwhelmingly for Democrats, especially... Continue Reading →
Photo From Mindlovemisery' Menagerie A sunrise brings with it God's new and tender mercies That will see us through our trials and our sorrows. It reminds us that, no matter how large the problems, We must never stop hoping to see a better tomorrow. Hopelessness makes us think that the future will be A repeat... Continue Reading →
I'm American! Why must I face racism? Please, God, let it change! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #311: Change and face.
Douglas and I have cleaned, decluttered, and made the house as palatable as possible. The place is cleaner than it has been in four years. The problem is trying to live in it while keeping it presentable. An additional problem is that I'm in the time of life when my memory isn't as good as... Continue Reading →
Whatever you are enduring today, take heart knowing that morning will come into your life. Don't be afraid to cry, for weeping does not mean that you lack faith, but that you are human. Remember that no trouble lasts forever. So, I hope that when your morning comes, you will lift your hands toward Heaven, and sing, dance, jump for joy, or whatever you do to celebrate God's blessings. Don't be ashamed to show your joy, for David, the man after God's own heart, danced unashamedly in front of his people (2 Samuel 6:14).
Help from Heaven 