Healing a Burned Soul

Shalom… and welcome. It has been over 100 posts since I welcomed people so I wanted to jump back. Not just to words on a page, but to something I believe the Lord Himself has breathed into existence. Before anything else is said, let this be clear—this space, these words, this story… none of it belongs to me. Every ounce of it is the Lord’s. Every piece of healing, every moment of endurance, every breath that carried me here is a testimony of His mercy, not my strength. For y

Cry His Name   Edited April 2026 On a cool, quiet eve, where all should be well,  My heart begins stirring, my mind in a cell.  So I call on the Name that shatters my chains,  The One who forever reigns.  Each syllable trembles from lips weak and worn,  A fragile, sacred sound being born. El Shaddai , the Almighty, steady and near,  Whose presence and power unravel my fear.  Jehovah Jireh, Provider so true,  In every need, it is You who come through.  Adonai, my Lord, faithf

Cry His Name First written March 2025 On a cool quiet eve, where all should be well, My heart stirs, My mind is trapped in a cell. All I can do is call upon the name that breaks chains. The one that has the reign. Each syllable a whisper of the lips, a sacred sound Barely able to lift off the ground. El Shaddai, the Almighty, strong and near Whose love and power banishes fear! Jehovah Jireh, my provider so true, In times of trouble you bring me through. Adonai , my Lord, wi