Sick Call

I haven’t been feeling well…. I do believe I’m sick, I calmly asked the Doctor “Can you write me out a script?” The Doctor merely smiled, Then He looked down at His pad, He lifted up His pen to write…. These are the writs I have – For fear take two, Isaiah 41:10 Fear not for I…

Flower Girl 

I bring you flowers  on your special day,  Plus on days in between…. And up and down the aisle, I’ll skip as music plays  Throwing petals, Here and there Watching as they fall, Delivering unto you my friend The greatest bouquet of them all, Where is my bouquet-  I wonder…. I’m just a flower girl……

Fixing Brokenness 

Have you ever seen a glass or plate break? It’s almost like it happens in slow motion….

The pieces go everywhere. There’s some under the cabinet, some in the middle of the floor, on the rug..I don’t even want to guess how that piece ended up on the counter. The shattering of these items seems to spread all over the place and all across the room.

Voiceless

Do- You- See- Me? Do you? Right in front of you, Speaking to you, Like a broken, lost puppet  I sing… I dance.. I twirl… I prance- Oh, the world’s a stage Cue good old “Mr Cellophane” Can you see my countenance change? Notice I wear a mask to play this game? Can you hear…

Fighting to Struggle

The struggle is real….

No seriously, it is. Sometimes it’s hard just to lift your head off the pillow in the morning. Take a shower. Fix the kids breakfast. Brush your teeth. Or even do something as simple as open your eyes.