New Each Morning

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His mercies each morning abound
With compassion never failing
As before His throne
We wait

Inspired by:
Lamentations 3:22-23 KJV
It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.
They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.

Compassion

She felt compassion for the pain that kept recurring, the ache that needed soothing, the void that needed to be filled, the tears that never dried. Because she had felt it herself. She understood. 

A Glimpse

For so long she held out for a glimpse. Finally, there he was. Crossing the road, he quickly disappeared. Away from her. Perhaps in time they may meet again. Perhaps then she will have the right words. Perhaps then she will have broken through herself. Perhaps then she won’t care.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/breakthrough/

God hugs you

Just the encouragement I needed to read 💝

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God hugs you, God hugs you, you are encircled by the arms that defy understanding.–

Hildegard of Bingen

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Unsettled

An unsettled cloak settles over my unpeaceful mind – furious teeth gnawing at disintegrating harmony, an inner life in strife with the natural, heaven and earth, dark and light, black and white, peace and war, tears and smiles, confusion and conflict reigning, God be with me, and with us all.

All in a Day

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Value each day
Each moment
Each breath
For one day
The last dawn will rise
All the moments will have passed
And your breath will be no more.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/value/

Breath of Life

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Invisible flickering flame
Into our core is breathed
Birthing physical form
Bound to this earthly realm
But creating life for eternity

Sweet angels would sing
Heavenly choir rejoice
All emptiness filled
When creation perfects
Glorious souls for company

Today I become the mother of a teenager!

 

Brick Wall

Holding out my arms, holding out for love, holding out for you, for sweet promises, for romance, intimacy, kisses and touch. But there is nothing. A solid, impenetrable, brick wall.

where are you?

every moment I shared with you is etched into my memory and soul, piercing my heart for I know that somewhere in this world you are still alive but not with me.