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Announcing “Sisters on Our Knees”

For a few months now, my friend Peyton and I have been praying about and working on a new blog called “Sisters on Our Knees”, and I’m excited to announce that it is officially launched.

On the blog you will find….

Of course, I will still be sharing poems on Cherry Tree Poet, but you will also find me posting on Sisters on Our Knees.

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free verse

Peace Comes

Peace doesn’t come
Through restless waiting
It comes through abiding
Resting
In the hands of the One
Who made your heartbeat
It comes in the stillness
When fear is cut down
By faith’s mighty sword
When your worries
Turn to worship
When your longings become
A prayer
When you open your hands
For Him to empty or fill

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A Reason for Life

When you collapse in bed after another hard day
And you wake up to see the sun’s ablaze
When you stare at the stars
Like glitter tossed across the dark sky
And you realize that there’s more to life
Than meets the eye
A deeper love holding hearts together
A higher power keeping the earth in motion
When you read His Words
Black on white
And it bursts as color
In your soul so bright
Suddenly there’s a reason for life

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Award, photography

Photo Challenge (Day 1)

Thank you to Miss Squid once again for another fun blog nomination! This one is the “Photo Challenge,” and there will be five days with a new theme each day. The rules are…

1) the photo must be taken the day of the post
2) it must be an original photo

I’ve kept this blog strictly text-oriented, but I told Miss Squid that I would “break the rules” this time. 🙂 After all, it’s good to have a change. I don’t have a fancy camera–just my family’s point-and-shoot–but I love the artistic side of photography.

Today’s word is “intricate” 

There just happened to be a rain storm this afternoon, leaving the grass glittering with droplets of this much needed gift from above (we’ve had a drought here in Alabama). And that is where I discovered this lovely white clover. Yahweh designed even the weeds to be intricate and beautiful. His Creation amazes me.

isaiah 40:8

“The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God stands forever.”
Isaiah 40:8

{P.s. This song was playing as I was writing this post–pretty fitting.}

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