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

A Poetic piece written for a small group going through a program called Freedom. 2025 A Narrative Transformed I will not echo fear or doubt, Nor let the lies come pouring out, My voice will rise in truth and grace, Each word a spark, each breath a flame. I silence shame, I shatter lies, With boldness lifting tear-stained eyes. No whispered fear will shape my days - I walk in truth, I live in praise. I am not small - I carry fire, Anointed, chosen, called, inspired. No wound,

A Poetic Narrative from the viewpoint and voice of the Lord speaking to His honored Guest at the Table. 2024 At the Table You are welcome, My Child To sit at my table. The banquet has been set, Plenty for all your needs. Don't hand your head low But sit up proud. For you are meant to be here, There is plenty for all your needs. Take a piece of bread, I will pour you a glass of wine. Out of abundance There is plenty for all you need. My Child, come to my right Hold my hand You