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Image Credit: Sebastian Knoll @ Unsplaah I looked at the older woman in the mirror, Wondering where the years have gone. In my seventies now, and still moving forward, Much closer than ever to the dawn. I ponder what lies beyond this world, As I approach the tip of the dark spaces. I struggle to do all and see all I desire, To visit many unknown and sundry places. But when I look into…

Not every child learns who they are from a parent’s love. They stagger through life trying to find where they belong. The journey to find their value and worth is a long one, Often, the voyage starts with the words from a song. For me, hearing that the Lord had the world in his hands Helped me to believe that I was loved, even though from afar. I was assured that no one could snatch me from…

Photo Credit: Steve Busch @ Unsplash Photo Credit: Alex Mesmer @ Unsplash I know there must be a place where peace abounds, Away from this planet with its hateful sights and sounds. I look up into the sky, and wonder what it’s like above, Is there at least one galaxy where there is nothing but love? Is the answer to be found by isolating oneself from the news On a mountaintop where all one…

Image Credit: Adam Bixby @ Unsplash In taking a walk through the landscape of my short life, I followed the road of my mistakes and errors. I was stunned at my race to supposedly future happiness, To the violence that left me with sorrow and terror. I made a blunder in believing the lie that inspires Women to stand at the monument of men’s opinions, With the thought that our value and…

Image Credit: Pixabay Each day, read the Lord’s words, one scripture or a whole chapter, which is the bread that nourishes our souls, like food nourishes the body! Rev. Dr. Regina Davis-Sowers Written for WQ #210 from Sadje at Keep It Alive and Kym at A Fresh Cup of Coffee. Daily Bread is the prompt this week. Copyright ©All posts on my blog, Help From Heaven, are my intellectual property…

Image Credit: Katie Mukhina @ Unsplash In the darkness of pain that won’t relent, I reach for my Savior’s hand of mercy and grace. I seek to feel His loving presence surround me, Bringing light and hope into this despairing space. I spill words of need and struggle to Him, Reaching my hand toward my heavenly home. For I know my Redeemer lives and listens to me, And that He will not leave…