YHWH is my shepherd, I do not lack. Psalm 23:1
My life in poetry.
The grass withers, the flower fades, but the Word of our Elohim will stand forever.
Isaiah 40:8
ABOUT
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This is a place to share all of the many poems written over the years. On random scraps of paper, in several notebooks, and typed. Sharing a piece of my world with you through words. Because no matter the season... Yet Still I Write.
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The Heavenly Father takes His time. He shapes us over years and months. Taking His time to refine our character through people and situations. May we learn to find peace in the storm and joy in the trial.
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"My brothers, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the proving of your belief works endurance. And let endurance have a perfect work, so that you be perfect and complete, lacking in naught. If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of Elohim, who gives to all generously and without repoach, and it shall be given to him."
James 1:2-3