The Inspirational Room by Fay Ann Swearing

Whispers of the Strained Mind

In the depths of my mind, a tempest brews,
A swirling storm of thoughts, a tangled fuse.
Strained and weary, it seeks release,
From the burdens that refuse to cease.

Like a ship lost at sea, adrift and alone,
My mind wanders, seeking a way home.
In the labyrinth of thoughts, I search for light,
A beacon of hope, in the darkest night.

The weight of worries, like chains, it bears,
Dragging me down, feeding my fears.
A constant battle, a relentless fight,
To find peace in the midst of the night.

But in the chaos, a whisper I hear,
A voice of calm, dispelling the fear.
A reminder that I am not alone,
In this struggle, in this unknown.

So I’ll hold on tight to that flicker of light,
Guiding me through the endless night.
And though my mind may be strained and worn,
I’ll keep pressing on, until the storm is gone.

As always, thank you for reading. I am truly grateful that you stopped by. Feel free to like, share, comment, or reblog. Until we meet again in this space…much love and blessings.🙏🙏🙏😍😍😍

Love’s Eternal Flame [secular version]

In the heart’s deepest chamber,
a flame flickers,
bright and unyielding.
It dances with a warmth
that defies the chill of time,
burning with a light
that outshines the stars.

This flame is love,
an eternal fire that knows no end.
It ignites the soul,
filling every corner with its glow.
It is a beacon in the darkness,
a guide through life’s tumultuous seas.

Love’s flame is not easily extinguished.
It survives the fiercest storms,
the coldest winters,
the darkest nights.
It endures,
a testament to the power of the heart.

So let this flame burn,
let it illuminate the path ahead.
For in love’s eternal flame,
we find our truest selves,
our deepest purpose,
our greatest joy.

Love’s Eternal Flame

In the heart’s sacred chamber,
a flame of purest love burns bright,
fed by the eternal source of light.
It flickers with a gentle warmth,
a testament to celestial birthright.

This flame is divine,
a gift from the Father above,
a reflection of His boundless love.
It illuminates the soul,
guiding it back to His presence whole.

Through trials and tribulations,
this flame does not waver or fade,
for it is the essence of eternity laid.
It binds hearts in celestial ties,
uniting them beyond earthly skies.

Love’s eternal flame,
a beacon of hope and peace,
a promise that all trials will cease.
Through this enduring light,
we’re united in celestial flight.

Praise and Gratitude

Grace flows, hearts sing,
In thanksgiving, praises ring.
Blessings abundant, gifts divine,
In gratitude, our souls align.

God’s love, a constant guide,
In every blessing, He does abide.
With grateful hearts, we confide,
In His mercy, we find our stride.

So let our voices, in unison, raise,
In gratitude, we offer our praise.
For His love endures, always,
In our hearts, His presence stays.

Alone with my Thoughts

Alone with my thoughts like rivers they flow,
Silent and deep, where secrets sow.
A solitary journey, no one will ever know,
In the depths of my soul, where feelings grow.

Memories and fears like currents, swift and strong,
Carrying me to places, right and wrong.
Alone with my thoughts, I journey along,
Seeking solace in the words of a song.

In the quietude, I find my retreat,
Where heart and mind in solitude meet.
Alone with my thoughts, bittersweet,
In the silence, my fears and hopes greet.

Yet in this solitude, I am not alone,
For in my heart, His love is known.
He listens to the thoughts I’ve never shown,
In His presence, I am fully known.

Alone with my thoughts, I seek peace,
In the stillness, where anxieties cease.
Through the chaos and the noise,
I yearn for calm, for inner poise.

Alone with my thoughts like rivers they flow,
Alone with my thoughts that no one will ever know.

As always, thank you for reading. I am truly grateful that you stopped by. Feel free to like, share, comment, or reblog. Until we meet again in this space…much love and blessings.🙏🙏🙏😍😍😍

Grace to Trust God More

Trusting God is not always easy, especially when we face uncertainty and challenges. In those moments, we long for more grace to trust Him more fully. The hymn “Tis So Sweet to Trust in Jesus” expresses this longing well.

Trusting God means surrendering our fears and anxieties to Him, believing that He is in control. Even when we don’t understand His ways, we can find peace in knowing that He is faithful.

The Bible is filled with promises that reassures us of God’s faithfulness and the sufficiency of His grace. Psalm 9:10 says, “Those who know your name trust in you, for you, Lord, have never forsaken those who seek you.” And in Isaiah 41:10, we are encouraged, “So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”

As we face life’s challenges, let’s pray for the grace to trust God more. Let’s lean on Him, finding peace and rest in His unfailing love.

Love’s Everlasting Artistry

Love is a work of art,
A masterpiece in progress,
Painted with strokes of tenderness,
And colored with emotions profound.

It is a canvas ever-changing,
With each brushstroke a new adventure,
Each hue portrays a different emotion,
Each shade a different facet of the heart.

Unlike a painting that’s complete,
Love is a piece that’s never finished,
For it grows and evolves with time,
It’s a beautiful, never-ending story.

So let us be artists of love,
Forever crafting and shaping,
Creating a masterpiece together,
In a canvas that’s endlessly expanding.

Journey of Healing

In the hush of night, a dream unfolds,
I’m driving a wheelbarrow, navigating life’s roads.
Picking up pieces of shattered glass,
Each shard is a memory, a pain from the past.

A church sister appears, offering a hand,
But I smile and decline, I must take a stand.
For though the glass may cut and sting,
I know deep down, I am healing.

With each piece I gather, I grow strong,
In the brokenness, I find where I belong.
The wheelbarrow fills, the weight bears down,
But I carry on, shedding my frown.

I am driving towards a brighter day,
Where the shards of yesterday will fade away.
In this dream, I find my resolve,
To keep moving forward, to evolve.

So to the church sister, I softly say,
“I am alright, I’ll find my way.”
And with each broken piece I leave behind,
I find strength in my heart, peace in my mind.

Footnote: This poem is inspired by a dream shared with me by a church sister, offering a poignant reminder of the strength found in facing life’s adversities.

Soul Provider

In the depths of my soul, where silence meets the fray,
There’s a gentle voice that whispers, guiding me each day.
In the chaos of life’s storm, when I’m lost and feeling low,
It’s my soul provider, Jesus, who helps me to grow.

He’s the light in my darkness, the strength in my strife,
My rock and my refuge, the source of my life.
When I’m weary and burdened, He gives me rest,
Filling my soul with peace, and calming my unrest.

He’s the one who provides, in abundance and grace,
Every need that I have, He’ll faithfully embrace.
He’s my healer, my comforter, my friend and my guide,
In Him, my soul finds rest, and in Him, I abide.

So I’ll trust in my soul provider, and lean on His love,
Knowing that He watches over me from heaven above.
In every season of life, in joy and in pain,
He’s my constant companion, my life He sustains.

Celebrating the Greatest Person: A Tribute to Mom

Today, I celebrate the birth of the greatest person who ever lived, my mom. She is the epitome of love, strength, and grace, and her presence in my life is a blessing beyond measure. As I reflect on her life and the impact she has had on me, I am filled with gratitude and admiration.

My mom is a beacon of light in my life, guiding me with her wisdom and love. She has always been there for me, through thick and thin, offering her unwavering support. Her love knows no bounds, and I am truly grateful for her presence in my life.

To honor my mom on her birthday, I wrote a poem that captures the essence of who she is to me:

In your eyes, I see the light,
A beacon shining ever bright.
In your smile, I find my joy,
A love that nothing can destroy.

You are my rock, my guiding star,
A presence that is never far.
In your arms, I find my peace,
A love that will never cease.

On this special day, I celebrate you,
The greatest person, kind and true.
Your love has shaped me, made me strong,
Your wisdom guides me, all life long.

Happy birthday, Mom, my greatest treasure,
Your love and light bring me such pleasure.
I am grateful for you every single day,
And I cherish you in every single way.

On this special day, I invite you to join me in celebrating the greatest person who ever lived, my mom. She is a shining example of love, strength, and grace, and I am truly blessed to have her in my life. Happy birthday, Mom, may your day be filled with love, joy, and all the blessings you deserve.

Life is for Living

Life is for living, a gift from above,
A journey of faith, guided by love.
In the hands of our Maker, our path is laid,
His grace and mercy, our debt He paid.

Each breath we take, a blessing so true,
A reminder of His presence, in all that we do.
In the light of His word, we find our way,
His truth and wisdom, our guide each day.

Life is for living, to glorify His name,
To walk in His footsteps, free from shame.
In every trial and triumph, He is there,
To lift us up, in His tender care.

So let us live boldly, with hearts full of praise,
In His holy presence, for all of our days.
For life is a gift, a chance to grow,
In His love and grace, we are made whole.

As always, thank you for reading. I am truly grateful that you stopped by. Feel free to like, share, comment, or reblog. Until we meet again in this space…much love and blessings.🙏🙏🙏😍😍😍

Wings of the Heart

When you give wings to your heart,
Be prepared for a great fall,
For love can lift you high,
But also break your soul’s wall.

With dreams like feathers, light and free,
Your heart soars, dances in the sky,
But when reality’s winds blow strong,
You might find yourself asking why.

Love’s flight is not always smooth,
It comes with turbulence and storms,
Yet it’s in these moments of trial,
That our true strength transforms.

Give wings to your heart, my friend,
Embrace the risks, the highs, the lows,
For even in the fall, you can find,
A stronger heart, a wiser soul.

So give your heart the wings to soar,
And when it falls, embrace the floor.
For in the rise from each downfall,
You’ll find love’s wings once more.

Mom: Celebrating her Strength and Love

In the heart of a mother, a flame does burn,
A warrior soul, with much to learn.
Caring for her children, her life’s sweet role,
In her embrace, they find their whole.

With love as her shield and wisdom as her sword,
She faces each challenge, trusting in the Lord.
A multitasker, she juggles with grace,
In her children’s eyes, she finds her place.

Sought after for her guidance, sought after for her care,
In the tapestry of life, her threads are rare.
Her skills are plenty, her heart is pure,
A warrior soul, forever secure.

In her children’s laughter, her joy is found,
In their tears, her love knows no bound.
A mother’s love, a warrior’s heart,
In her embrace, they find their start.

Reviving the Art of Communication

The art of communication has lost its luster,
In a world where words are cheap and trust, auster.
We speak without listening, hear without care,
Words thrown like daggers, creating despair.

Gone are the days of heartfelt connection,
Replaced by screens and virtual affection.
Emojis and acronyms, the new language we speak,
But the depth of true communication, we fail to seek.

The beauty of words, once revered and adored,
Now lost in a sea of noise, ignored.
We talk but don’t converse, listen, but don’t hear,
The essence of communication is disappearing year by year.

Let’s reclaim the art of speaking from the heart,
Where words are meaningful, not just a part
Of a conversation that’s shallow and brief,
But a dialogue that brings solace and relief.

Let’s listen with intent, speak with grace,
Communicate in a way that leaves a trace
Of our humanity, our soul’s truest form,
Where the art of communication is not the norm.

Let’s revive the art of communication,
With patience, empathy, and dedication.
Let’s listen more, speak with care,
And bring back the luster, make it rare.

I Celebrate Mom

In the quiet corners of my heart,
I celebrate you, Mom.
Not just on this special day,
But every day,
For the love you gave,
The sacrifices you made,
And the wisdom you shared.

I celebrate your laughter,
So warm and genuine,
A melody that fills my soul
With joy and memories.

I celebrate your strength,
A pillar of resilience,
Standing tall through life’s storms,
A beacon of hope and courage.

I celebrate your love,
Unconditional and unwavering,
A bond that transcends time and space,
Forever etched in my heart.

I celebrate the moments we’ve shared,
The stories we’ve told,
The lessons we’ve learned,
Together, hand in hand.

I celebrate you, Mom,
For everything you are,
And everything you’ve helped me become.
Today and every day,
I celebrate you, my special mom.

Heart’s Silent Language

In the silent spaces where words dare not tread,
I speak with my heart, where truth is best said.
Not with my lips, where falsehood may fleet,
But with the depth of my soul, where honesty meets.

For words can deceive, like a siren’s sweet song,
But the heart’s quiet whisper remains ever strong.
It speaks of love, joy, and pain,
Of hopes and dreams that forever remain.

So when I say it with my heart, not my lips,
It’s a promise kept, with no need for scripts.
For in the heart’s language, pure and true,
My feelings are known, my love shines through.

I say it with my heart, in every beat,
A declaration of love that will never retreat.
For what is spoken with lips may depart,
But what’s said with the heart stays in the heart.

Embracing the Present

Live in the now,
where moments bloom
and memories unfurl like petals
in the morning light.

Appreciate what you have,
the simple joys, the quiet peace,
for in this moment,
everything is yours.

Let gratitude be your guide,
a compass in the sea of time,
navigating the ebbs and flows
with grace and humility.

Live in the now,
where every breath is a gift,
and every heartbeat a reminder
of the beauty of being alive.

Phoenix Resurgence

In the heart of the blaze, a phoenix is born,
From the ashes, it rises, not battered or torn.
With flames of determination, it fiercely ignites,
This phoenix will not be extinguished, it fights.

Through trials and tribulations, it boldly soars,
A symbol of resilience, forever it explores.
Defying the odds, with each radiant wing,
Putting up a heroic fight, a glorious thing.

In the face of darkness, it blazes a trail,
A testament to courage, it will prevail.
Rising from ashes, with a spirit so pure,
This phoenix will not be extinguished, that’s for sure.

Solitary Flight

Birds of a feather flock together,
Yet I find no kin in my tether.
Alone I soar, no flock to follow,
This restless heart, melancholy and hollow.

In search of a companion, a kindred soul,
To share the sky, to make me whole.
But none appear on my radar’s screen,
Leaving me adrift, in solitude keen.

Oh, to find a feathered friend,
Whose wings with mine will blend.
To soar together, side by side,
In harmony, our flight will glide.

Until then, this restless bird will roam,
In search of a place to call home.
Yearning for a flock, a bond so true,
To find solace in skies of azure blue.

Poetry in Pictures: A Creative Journey

Welcome, fellow bloggers and readers, to a new adventure in the realm of creativity and imagination! Today, we embark on a journey fueled by the power of pictures, where each image tells a unique story and invites you to join in the narrative.

In this series, we will explore the art of poetry through visual prompts. A picture, as they say, is worth a thousand words, and we will put that adage to the test. Each week, for the next three weeks, a new picture will be our muse, inspiring us to craft tales of wonder, mystery, and discovery.

So, dear poets, let us embark on this journey together. Let us dive into the world of painted poetry, where images come alive through words, and words paint vivid pictures. Let the magic of a picture prompt ignite your imagination and illuminate your verse.

Write a poem that explores the imagery below. What does this image evoke in you?

Let the image speak to you, let it awaken dormant thoughts and emotions, and let your pen weave them into a tapestry of words.

Divine Flow: The Transformative Power of God’s Word

In the hush of a sacred hour,
A closed Bible holds divine power.
From its pages, clear water flows,
Into the palm, where faith grows.

Each drop, a promise of grace,
Cleansing the soul, filling the space.
Words of God, in pages sealed,
In the heart, their power revealed.

Refreshing like a mountain stream,
In the hand, a heavenly gleam.
His words wash away all sin,
Renewing, cleansing deep within.

Silent Tears

In silence, I stand, a portrait of grace,
You won’t see any tears stain my face.
I hold myself tightly while inside I weep,
In the shadows, my sorrow, I silently keep.

The world sees a smile, a facade so bright,
Yet in the darkness, I battle through the night.
Each tear that falls, a whispered plea,
For strength to endure, for a heart to be free.

But you won’t see any tears stain my face,
I’ll wear my mask, I’ll keep my pace.
For in the midst of this hidden pain,
I find a strength that I can’t explain.

So I’ll hold myself tightly, though my heart may ache,
I will stand tall, I will never break.
I hold myself together, though it’s hard to cope,
For you won’t see any tears stain my face, only hope.

Guided by Grace

Life is a journey, twists, turns, and detours galore,
A voyage of highs and lows, victories, and more.
In this odyssey, smooth sailing we may desire,
Yet God never promised a path without the fire.

He walks with us through every twist and bend,
In our joys and sorrows, as a constant friend.
When the road gets rough, and the path unclear,
His presence is the assurance we hold dear.

Through the storms and trials, He guides our way,
His light shining bright, turning night to day.
In the midst of uncertainty, in Him we find peace,
And in His promises, our worries cease.

So let the journey unfold, with its ups and downs,
For in every moment, God’s grace abounds.
Embrace the twists, the turns, and the unforeseen,
For with God by our side, our journey is serene.

Wings of Imagination

In the realm of dreams, I take my flight,
With the wings of imagination, I soar in the night.
I may have nothing, no riches to claim,
But in my mind’s eye, I play the grandest game.

My heart is a vessel, emotions ebb and flow,
Anxiety sits like a guest, in the armchair low.
Yet, in this seat of feelings, I find my strength,
Navigating through life’s trials, at any length.

Through the valleys of sorrow, and peaks of delight,
I traverse with courage, through the darkest night.
For I have the wings of imagination, my faithful guide,
And a heart where emotions, in harmony, abide.

With the brush of imagination, I create my art,
A reflection of my soul, a journey of the heart.

Whispers of the Soul

Thoughts, clouding in my head,
Are the words that remain unsaid.
Anxious, forlorn and horrible,
The pain is almost unbearable.

I do not wish to bother anyone, so I keep quiet, thoughts safe in my head.
The new day begins with new thoughts of dread,
A weight on my chest, a feeling of lead.

In the quiet of the night, where shadows are deep,
Restless, I lie, unable to sleep.
Tossing and turning, in a battle with my mind,
Seeking solace in the dark, but peace I cannot find.

Each breath I take feels like a sigh,
As I ponder the reasons and wonder why.
Longing for comfort, a gentle embrace,
Yearning for calmness, in this tumultuous space.

Morning light filters through curtains drawn tight,
Another day beckons, yet I hide from its sight.
Lost in a labyrinth of worries and fears,
Unseen struggles whisper silent tears.

Silent prayers rise from a weary soul,
Hoping for healing to make me whole.
A distant voice whispers, “This too shall pass,”
Echoing softly, like a breeze through the grass.

Resting in His Grace

Lord, I am tired, weary, and worn,
Burdened by the struggles I have borne,
The weight of life feels heavy on my soul,
I find it hard to carry on, to reach my goal.

In my weakness, I turn to you,
For you are faithful, kind, and true,
You understand my every fear and doubt,
Grant me the strength to sing and shout.

Shout for joy, despite my weariness,
For you are my refuge, my fortress,
In You, I seek rest for my weary soul,
Fill me with your peace and make me whole.

Though I may be tired and worn,
I trust in you, Oh Lord, to adorn
my life with your grace and your peace,
And in your presence, all my will troubles cease.

The Race of Life

This race called life, a winding road,
Where challenges and joys unfold.
We run with hope, we run with fear,
Facing each challenge, year by year.

Sometimes, the path is smooth and clear,
Other times, obstacles appear.
But with each step, we persevere,
Knowing our goal is drawing near.

Through valleys low and mountains high,
We journey on beneath the sky.
With faith as our unwavering guide,
In every storm, we will abide.

This race called life, with twists and turns,
Teaches us to love and learn.
To cherish moments, big and small,
And trust in the One who hears our call.

So let us run with steadfast grace,
Knowing we’re held in God’s embrace.
This race called life, with Christ by our side,
Leads us to eternity’s glorious tide.

Journey to Peace

Take me to a place where peace resides,
Where troubles vanish and calm abides.
Lead me beside still waters’ flow,
Where gentle breeze softly blows.

Take me where the mountains touch the sky,
And eagles soar, majestic and high.
Guide me through valleys, lush and green,
In tranquil beauty, a peaceful scene.

Take me to a place where worries cease,
Where anxious thoughts find sweet release.
Lead me to the quiet of the woods,
Where nature’s song heals and soothes.

Take me where the ocean meets the shore,
And waves whisper secrets evermore.
Guide me to the depths of its serene blue,
In its vastness, peace anew.

Take me to a place where hearts are light,
Where joy and laughter fill the night.
Lead me to the warmth of friendship’s embrace,
In its bonds, finding solace and grace.

Take me to a place where love is strong,
Where kindness reigns and heals the wrong.
Guide me to a world of understanding and care,
In its embrace, finding peace everywhere.

Take me to a place where peace resides,
Where love, joy, and hope forever abide.
Lead me to the arms of my Saviour and friend,
In His presence, finding peace without end.

Fragrance of Grace: A Poetic Ode to Divine Presence

In the stillness of the dawn,
Your fragrance lingers on,
A whisper of grace, a scent divine,
Filling this heart of mine.

Your scent is my breath, O Lord,
In every moment, in every chord,
Your love surrounds me, pure and true,
Guiding me in all I do.

In the fragrance of your presence,
I find my every essence,
Inhaled deeply, it fills my soul,
Making me once broken, whole.

Your scent is my breath, my life,
In joy and sorrow, peace in strife,
In every heartbeat, in every sigh,
Your fragrance lifts me high.

May my life be a sweet perfume,
A fragrant offering, dispelling gloom,
May your love, like a soothing balm,
Be the essence of my psalm.

In every breath, in every song,
May your fragrance linger long,
For in you, O Lord, I find my rest,
Your scent, my breath, forever blessed.

Transformed by Grace

Without you, I’m nothing,
A lost sheep wandering astray,
In darkness, I stumble, unable to find my way.

Without you, I’m like ashes in a tray,
Lifeless and dry, blown by the world’s dismay,
Without your grace, I wither and decay.

But with you, I’m renewed,
By your blood, my sins are washed away,
In your light, I find strength to face each day.

With you, I’m transformed,
From ashes to beauty, you mold the clay,
In your hands, I’m shaped, fashioned in your way.

So I cling to you, my Rock and my Guide,
In your presence, I find peace, in you, I abide,
Without you, I’m nothing, but with you, I’m alive.

Happy New Month

Happy New Month!

As we step into May, let’s remember that every new day is a gift from God, full of new opportunities and blessings. May this month be filled with His love, joy, and peace. May He guide our steps and fill our hearts with gratitude.

New month, fresh and bright,
God’s grace shining in each day,
His love guides our steps.

Reflecting on a Challenging Month

The month of April has been a challenging one for my family, filled with obstacles and difficult moments. However, through it all, I have felt the presence of God guiding me and giving me strength.

There were moments when I felt overwhelmed and defeated, unsure of how to move forward. Yet, in those moments of darkness, I turned to my faith for solace and found comfort in knowing that God was with me, guiding me through the storm.

As the month of April comes to a close, I am filled with gratitude for the lessons I have learned and the strength I have gained. While the month may have been rough, I am thankful for the ways in which God has kept me and guided me through it all. I am reminded of the words of Psalm 34:17-18, “The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; he delivers them from all their troubles. The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.

Dark clouds loomed above,
Yet gratitude fills my heart,
Through trials, I grow.

Grateful for the Blogging Community

In the vast expanse of the digital realm,
Where hearts and thoughts converge and overwhelm,
There lies a community, strong and true,
A gathering of believers, faithful and new.

Through screens and keyboards, we connect,
In words of faith, love, and respect,
Each blog is a beacon, shining bright,
Guiding us through the darkest night.

In this virtual sanctuary, we find,
A place of solace for heart and mind,
A community of faith, bound by grace,
Where we can seek God’s loving face.

I’m grateful for this blogging family,
For the love, the support, the empathy,
For sharing God’s word with sincerity,
I’m grateful for this Christian community.

I am truly grateful for the blogging community, a place where faith flourishes, and God’s love shines bright.

Today’s Prayer # 151

Gracious God, source of all goodness, you have filled our lives with countless blessings; for these, I am forever grateful. Teach me the gift of gratitude to see your hand in every provision, to recognize your love in every moment, and to be thankful in all circumstances.

May I not take your blessings for granted, but always remember your faithfulness and express my gratitude in words and deeds. Help me to cultivate a heart of thanksgiving, that I may always be mindful of your goodness, and live my life in humble gratitude, for the gift of your grace and love. In Jesus’ name, I pray, amen.

Gratitude Blooms

In the heart’s garden,
Gratitude blooms, joy unfurls
Life’s sweetest colors.

Each dawn whispers, thanks,
Gentle reminders of grace
Blessings unending.

In moments of doubt,
Gratefulness lights the path clear
Joyful steps forward.

A heart filled with thanks,
Embraces life’s highs and lows
Joy in every breath.

Grateful Heart: Joyful Life

In the quiet dawn, the sun gently kisses the earth, awakening a grateful heart. Each day, a new canvas to paint with gratitude’s brush, colours of joy, and peace.

Morning dew glistens,
Grateful heart embraces life,
Joyful soul takes flight.

The symphony of nature plays a melody of thankfulness, a song of the heart’s content. Each breath, a reminder of life’s precious gift, embraced with gratitude’s embrace.

Leaves dance in the breeze,
Whispers of a grateful heart,
Joy blooms in each breath.

Redeemed: From Ashes to Beauty

In the depths of despair, I once lay,
Lost in sin, with no hope or way.
But Jesus came and rescued me,
He lifted me up and set my spirit free.

From ashes to beauty, He transformed my life,
Healed my wounds, removed my strife.
His love restored, His grace renewed,
In His presence, my faith pursued.

Redeemed by His blood, my sins forgiven,
In His light, I’m reborn, a new life given.
No longer defined by my past mistakes,
In His embrace, my spirit awakes.

I am His masterpiece, His work of art,
Crafted with love, He mends my broken heart.
From the ashes of my old self, He drew,
To reveal the beauty of His love so true.

So I’ll sing of His mercy, I’ll shout His praise,
For His goodness endures, all my days.
Redeemed from ashes to beauty, I’ll proclaim,
Jesus, my Saviour, forever I’ll acclaim.

My Sole Desire

My sole desire, my earnest plea,
Is to see Jesus glorified in me.

In every word, in every deed,
May His love be what others see.

When trials come and fears arise,
Let His strength and peace be my guise.

In moments of joy, in times of sorrow,
May His presence be my hope for tomorrow.

For in Him alone, my soul finds rest,
In His love, I am truly blessed.

So let my life be a reflection of His grace,
A shining light in a darkened place.

My desire, my only plea,
Is to see Jesus glorified in me.

Heavenly Home

In the quiet of the evening, when the world is still,
I think about that promised land, where all is calm and chill.
A mansion over the hilltop, where sorrows fade away,
And the light of God’s eternal love shines brighter than the day.

No more pain or tears to stain the cheeks of those who dwell,
In that blessed place of glory, where all is peace and well.
The streets are paved with gold, and the gates are pearl and gem,
A sight so wondrous to behold, it’s like a priceless diadem.

I long to reach that mansion, to see my Saviour’s face,
To thank Him for His endless grace, and for His saving grace.
For He has prepared a place for me, a home beyond compare,
Where I’ll live with Him forever, in His love and tender care.

So, I’ll keep my eyes on Jesus, and press on toward that goal,
Trusting in His promises, and the beauty of my soul.
For one day I’ll reach that mansion, and enter in with joy,
To dwell with Him forevermore, where no one can destroy.

Gratefulness: A Celebration of Life’s Blessings

In the quiet moments of the day,
I pause to reflect on the blessings,
That grace my life with their presence.

I am grateful for the warmth of the sun,
That kisses my skin and brightens my days,
For the gentle breeze that whispers through the trees,
And the sweet songs of birds that fill the air.

I am grateful for the love of family and friends,
For the laughter and joy they bring into my life,
For the comfort of their presence,
And the strength of their support.

I am grateful for the beauty that surrounds me,
In the flowers that bloom, the mountains that rise,
And the rivers that flow,
In the stars that twinkle in the night sky,
And the moon that shines its gentle light.

I am grateful for the gift of life itself,
For the chance to experience all its wonders,
For the opportunity to learn and grow,
To love and be loved,
To make a difference in the world.

In every moment, big and small,
I am filled with gratitude,
For all that I have been given,
And all that is yet to come.

Celebrating Another Year of Life: Finding Joy in the Unexpected

Every year, I try to write a birthday post expressing my gratitude to my Heavenly Father for his faithfulness and blessings. Also, to express how grateful I am for each and every one of you that GOD has placed in my life. However, this year is a bit different, owing to unavoidable circumstances, I was not able to share this post on my birthday (3rd April). As the month draws to a close, I felt compelled to pause and give God thanks for a special milestone.

Life has a beautiful way of surprising us, doesn’t it? As I reflect on another year gone by, I can’t help but feel grateful for the journey and the lessons learned along the way. This year, circumstances prevented me from having the celebration I had envisioned for my special day. Yet, as I sit here, I realize that the true celebration lies in the moments we least expect.

Life is not always about grand parties or extravagant gifts. Sometimes, it’s about finding joy in the simple things, in the everyday moments that make life meaningful. It’s about the smiles shared, the laughter echoed, and the love felt deeply.

As I look back on the past year, I see a tapestry woven with threads of challenges and triumphs, of tears shed and smiles shared. Each experience has shaped me, molded me into the person I am today. I have grown, I have learned, and I have become stronger.

So, as I celebrate another year of life, I choose to focus on the blessings that surround me. I am grateful for the love of family and friends, for their unwavering support and encouragement. I am thankful for the gift of health, for the ability to wake up each day with renewed strength and purpose.

I may not have had the celebration I had envisioned, but I have something far more precious – the gift of life itself. And for that, I am truly grateful. Here’s to another year of laughter, love, and endless possibilities. Cheers to life and all the beautiful moments it brings!

Battling Lethargy

In the quiet cocoon of my bed, I lay,
Wrapped in the tendrils of exhaustion’s sway.
A mountain of tasks looms overhead,
Yet here I am, trapped, like lead.

The day unfurls, a blank canvas so vast,
But my limbs are heavy, my mind amassed,
With thoughts and worries, swirling in a storm,
Each one is a reminder of what must transform.

Responsibilities call, like a distant bell,
But my body rebels in this cozy cell.
I long to rise, to conquer the day,
Yet my spirit is weary, in disarray.

The world outside pulsates, vibrant, alive,
But here in my bed, I struggle to thrive.
Time ebbs away, a silent thief,
While I lie here, engulfed in disbelief.

I know I must rise, break free from this hold,
But the weight of it all feels ice-cold.
I muster my strength, one breath at a time,
Hoping to emerge from this lethargic climb.

So, I lay here, in this liminal space,
Caught between dreams and the waking race.
But soon, I’ll rise, and face the day,
For even in darkness, there’s a way.

Shades of Psalm 139

In the depths of night, when shadows creep,
You know my thoughts before I speak.
Your presence surrounds me, deep and wide,
No place to run, no place to hide.

You knit me together in my mother’s womb,
Your workmanship, beyond the tomb.
Every day ordained, before one came to be,
Your thoughts toward me, like sand by the sea.

Where can I go from your Spirit, Lord?
From your presence, where can I afford?
If I ascend to the heavens, you are there,
If I make my bed in Sheol, still you care.

Darkness is as light to you, my God,
In your hands, I am fearfully awed.
Search me, know me, test my anxious thoughts,
Lead me in the way, the way that you have wrought.

For I am fearfully and wonderfully made,
In your image, by your grace displayed.
Guide me in your everlasting way,
In the light of your love, I’ll forever stay.

Faith: Guiding Light in the Darkness

In the depths of night,
faith’s glow pierces through the dark,
leading us to light.

Faith, a beacon bright,
illuminates our path,
guiding us to Him.

In trials and storms,
faith’s steady flame burns bright,
keeping hope alive.

Through faith, we find strength,
to face each new day with hope,
trusting in His light.

Peace Amid Anxiety

Anxiety wraps its fingers around my heart,
Squeezes so tightly, tearing me apart.
In the stillness of the night, it looms,
A shadow that engulfs and consumes.

Each breath a struggle, each heartbeat fast,
An overwhelming feeling, too vast.
But in the midst of this suffocating fear,
There’s a whisper, a voice, drawing near.

A voice that speaks of peace and calm,
A gentle hand, a soothing balm.
In the midst of this anxious storm,
I find a presence, safe and warm.

Though anxiety grips me, its hold so tight,
In God’s love, I find my guiding light.
For in the midst of this fearful plight,
His strength carries me through the night.

Seeking Answers in Silence

There are so many things that I want to say,
Yet words escape, like birds in flight, they stray.
Feeling helpless, lost in the maze,
Seeking answers in these bewildering days.

In the silence, I search for a voice,
A beacon of hope, a reason to rejoice.
Questions linger, like shadows in the night,
Yearning for truth, for a guiding light.

In the depths of my soul, a prayer ascends,
Seeking solace, for my heart that rends.
In the midst of uncertainty and doubt,
I find refuge, in faith’s gentle sprout.

So I’ll trust in the journey, though it’s unclear,
For in seeking, I know answers draw near.
In the midst of the unknown, I’ll find my way,
For in faith’s embrace, I’ll stay and pray.

Broken Yet Strong

A broken piece of a girl, lost in this world,
Changing, evolving, her life unfurled.
She tries to make sense of the strife and the pain,
But the headaches wear her down, like a relentless rain.

Lost in the vastness, she searches for light,
For a glimmer of hope in the depths of the night.
Evolving, adapting, to survive and to cope,
In a world that often feels too wide, too deep, too steep to elope.

But she’s strong, though fractured, she fights to find grace,
In the brokenness, she finds her place.
For it’s in the cracks, the fractures, the breaks,
That the light gets in, and her spirit awakes.

Embracing Challenges and Pain: A Pathway to Courage and Strength

In our journey of faith, challenges and pain are not merely obstacles to overcome, but opportunities for growth and transformation. While it may be difficult to see the purpose behind our struggles, the Bible offers guidance and reassurance that these trials are meant to nurture courage and foster strength within us.

1. James 1:2-4 (KJV) – “My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.”

In this passage, James encourages believers to find joy in trials, knowing that they produce endurance and maturity in our faith. Each challenge we face is an opportunity for God to mold us into the image of His Son, Jesus Christ.

2. Romans 5:3-5 (KJV) – “And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience; And patience, experience; and experience, hope: And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us.”

Paul reminds us that tribulations produce patience, experience, and ultimately, hope. Our challenges are a means by which God’s love is poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, strengthening our faith and resolve.

3. 2 Corinthians 12:9-10 (KJV) – “And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ’s sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.”

In this powerful passage, Paul shares his revelation that God’s grace is sufficient in times of weakness and challenges. When we embrace our weaknesses and rely on God’s strength, His power is made perfect in us, enabling us to endure and overcome.

As Christians, we are called to view challenges and pain through the lens of faith, recognizing that they are opportunities for God to work in us and through us. Let us, therefore, face our trials with courage, knowing that God is with us every step of the way, and that through them, He is shaping us into the courageous and strong individuals He has called us to be.

Mind’s Captivity

In the prison of my mind, I dwell,
Incarcerated without a cause,
No crime committed, no sentence passed,
Yet here I am, trapped within these walls.

Thoughts swirl like restless ghosts,
Echoes of fears and doubts,
Haunting the corridors of my mind,
Whispering of chains I cannot see.

I reach out, but my hands find no bars,
Only the cold emptiness of space,
A void where freedom once resided,
Now filled with shadows and regret.

I long to break free, to shatter these chains,
To reclaim the light that once filled my soul,
But the harder I fight, the tighter they grip,
Binding me tighter to my own despair.

But even in this captivity,
There is a glimmer of hope,
A flicker of light in the darkness,
A belief that one day, I will be free.

As always, thank you for reading. I am truly grateful that you stopped by. Feel free to like, share, comment, or reblog. Until we meet again in this space…much love and blessings. ♥♥♥

Alone, Yet Not Forsaken

Prostrate before the Lord, helpless I cried,
Alone but not forsaken, in my time of afflictions, I sighed,
In the depths of despair, His presence I espied,
For He is with me, forever by my side.

In my darkest hour, in Him, I confide,
His love, a beacon in the night, my fears He’ll override,
Though the world may scorn, in Him, I abide,
For His grace and mercy, in me, coincide.

Alone but not forsaken, in Him, I find my guide,
In His arms, my wounded soul is sanctified,
For in His love, my spirit is glorified,
Prostrate before the Lord, in Him, I find my peace, my joy, my pride.

As always, thank you for reading. I am truly grateful that you stopped by. Feel free to like, share, comment, or reblog. Until we meet again in this space…much love and blessings. ♥♥♥

Faith’s Eternal Flame (a quadrille)

Faith’s glow, a beacon bright,
Guiding through the darkest night.
In His love, we find our might,
In every step, His path is in sight.

Through trials, faith takes flight,
In His promises, our hearts delight.
His grace, a never-ending light,
Faith’s journey, a wondrous height.

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