Hope everyone had a fabulous, blessing-filled day. Please let me know if there’s anything I can do for you to contribute to having such days in the future.
“Be Holy, for I am Holy.”
It’s so simple.
Yet no one wants to do it.
Yellow foam protrudes out,
shedding its innards from within.
I’ve had ol’ Bessy Lou for 7 years now.
The torn, ripped driver’s seat goes to show
how much we’ve been through.
That night when I locked the keys inside,
or the day I decided to push her to 94 mph,
or perhaps when cruel cold ice almost ruined us,
oh and the pretty girl I kissed after our first date.
It seems like there is much more
to this battered piece of dry skin.
Bessy Lou and I aren’t so different.
Life has worn on us.
It has beaten us up.
It takes us to new places,
but it always brings us back home,
only a little less mint than before.
I am her.
I am her cracked seat.
I am really looking forward to becoming a better writer and poet in the next few months. I’ve learned so much about creative writing in my Poetry class in the past 3 sessions.
It’s stinking amazing.
Get ready world.
I’m gonna be getting my poem on.
Look for random poems I’ll put up that I turn in for assignments!
One day this body will no longer be able to contain the amount of grace that was once poured out for it.
The grandest gesture a gentleman can grant a woman is simply washing her feet.
The best way to overcome selfishness is servanthood.
My power is made perfect in weakness.
Therefore I will boast more gladly of my weaknesses.
So that Christ’s power will rest upon me.
For the sake of Christ then.
I’m content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities.
For when I am weak.
Then I am strong.” —2 Corinthians 12:9-10