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 thought going back to work would be so idyllic. Then the virus came, and I couldn't leave my home. No excursions meant that my house became my workplace, And I had went back to teaching to avoid always being alone. No longer could I glide between the separate parts of my life, Unable to... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie "Hold the sign higher, Carol Anne!" She was trying to give her old arms some rest, but people kept screaming at her to put the sign up higher and higher, so everyone could see their message of hope. Carol Anne wanted to tell Jan, her best friend of over 50 years, that... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie This week's prompt, reading, for Tale Weaver #277 from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie is an extension of last week's prompt on books. She walked into the place with the books, And her jaw dropped in utter pleasure. So many books to take home and read, Her joyfulness was without measure. She learned very young... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie The library has been closed in my town, And, for shame, I had to pay for my books. But Amazon doesn't give me the same feel, Without little reading crannies and nooks. Yet, there is no reason to keep them closed, For everyone social distances by choice. We find our books and... Continue Reading →
Rodney was known as a fickle prince, No one girl was enough for him. He didn't try to understand fidelity, Thinking he was such a gift to them. Intimacy was for girls, he thought, He was just looking for some quick fun. But, like every cad whose ever lived, A situation arose he couldn't overcome.... Continue Reading →
I remember once thinking that I would never have a message to share with the world. I thought that being born in the poorest part of town meant that you would always be there, among people who looked lost and dejected, their only salvation found in a bottle of bourbon, or, when the income tax... Continue Reading →
People tell you to show a little backbone When you're struggling with much pain. Buck up, stop whining, and be strong Are words they say over and over again. But, in this life, there comes a time When you just need a little bit of help. No matter how hard you've tried, You can't get... Continue Reading →
I had to sit the world down to keep breathing. Since I was a little girl, I tended to absorb, just like a towel, the hurts of others. I found carrying the pain and sorrow of others the most desirable aspect of a life that seemed to have no other value. I would hug the... Continue Reading →
We cloth our religion in temples With walls that keep us away From ones we think of as sinners Who don't deserve our time of day. But what if we pulled down walls, Worshiping God in the open air. Then we could love on everyone, And we'd find God with us there. God calls on... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 