• Growing

    Rescue Me!

    Below is a genre of writing I haven’t tried before, song lyrics. I had some lyrics pop into my head a few weeks ago and I just couldn’t let the start of what was in my head just disappear. They are still very much in progress, but I’m sharing what I have today with you. I have highlighted in orange the lyrics that I started with. You take me as is Broken in pieces I think I’m not enough I think I’m weak What would I give      to have some love What would I give      to have some strength Rescue Me! Rescue Me! Your grace covers it all…

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  • Growing

    Seen – Part 4: Always

    Before you were born, I knew you. I made all of you and knit you together in your mother’s womb (Psalm 139:13). I know the number of hairs on your head (Luke 12:7). I know all of this, because I created human beings in my image (Genesis 1:27). I know when you sit down or stand up. I know your thoughts no matter how far away you are. I see you when you travel and when you are at home. I know everything you do. I know what you are going to say before you say it (Psalm 139:2-4). I know so much about you. When you feel weak, I…

  • Growing

    Seen – Part 3: Found

    I finally chose to take the path that was lit up. I had been searching for a long time to identify that joy, the one that my classmate Lillian had. I searched long and hard. Finally, I decided to take the leap and put my faith in Jesus. I shared my decision with a few close friends. They understood. They knew me. My friends helped me along my journey initially, as they were all I had. A few months later I finally shared my decision with an adult, but in writing. I was a bit scared to do this, but the topic in English class that day hit me and…

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    Baptism: Freed From My Fears

    My hands are shaking. My heart is beating faster. My thoughts are racing a million miles a minute. I search for you, but I can’t find you in this place of darkness and utter confusion. Where are you Lord! I need you now, in this place, in this moment. How at this moment of my greatest need is it that I can’t find you. Do you even care that I am drowning? Does my problem even matter enough for you to reach out your hand to grab mine to say that it will be okay? What more do you need from me to just tell me that you care? I…

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