Petals...

Petals, kissed with a sunset hue, bravely balance on ancient woody stems. I am not getting younger, Lord, but You have promised I will blossom and bring forth Your Word. May those who seek Your heart be blessed~may Your Truth be proclaimed throughout the Land! 


In His Love,

Firestorm...

A chariot of fire raced through the heavens tonight, setting the clouds ablaze and scattering them in its wake. Celestial breath, hot with indignation, blows upon the flames, and I fear for this land and those who trust in the arrogance of leaders who boast of greatness with haughty words, as though they were gods...for they are none. Silly pipers dancing in the streets, unaware of sudden destruction. My heart mourns~my lips pray.

In His Love,