Her Eyes

She pays the price With empty arms at night And lips grown cold for lack of kissing, With ears that strain to hear your voice And eyes that cannot bear your beauty Yet they long to see your beauty When you are with her, They gaze, hungrily, And are never filled. Pain and pleasure Mingling.

You Have Not Lived….

Until you've heard the words, "Mommmmm! Josiah put hair removal creme all over his hair!". Yes. You read that correctly. My ten year old son rubbed, not one, but two applications of hair removal creme into his beautiful sandy brown hair. When his sister got married, she and her bridesmaids were primping and beautifying every …

To The Man Who Loved Me To Christ

To the man who spoke to me about Jesus when I was so skeptical. The man who told me to read the book of John first. The man who sent me the handwritten letter  witnessing to me. The man who was standing behind me, whose face I saw when I stood up from the altar …