She hath wings
Learning to soar above life's storms
Category: Inspiration
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An honest reflection on love as a daily choice, exploring how intention, consistency, and commitment sustain relationships beyond fleeting feelings. Love Is a Daily Choice I was so touched by this post and agreed wholeheartedly with its content. Wanting to share it with you, and recommend George Kisyov’s page.
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I’m sitting here watching many videos of James Van Der Beek. At first, when I read the news, I couldn’t bear to see photos of him unwell. I wanted to fix the youthful, strong and energetic version of him in my mind. As I read more about his life and his love of his wife…
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For 3 months, we have had three queen mattresses in our modest sized, over cluttered house, all in a bid to find support for my chronic back pain, triggered by weak core strength and lifting a 15kg toddler. What was meant as a few days on the couch turned into two months for me, and…
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Gentle, calming soaking rain; Soothing, reassurance comes- Running into tiny pools; Drought a banished thing. Peaceful hearts and minds refreshed; Hope unfurls the weary leaf- Crumpled saplings rise once more; Death a banished thing. Upwards grows the tender stem; Seeking warmth of midday sun- Buds are waiting, hearts receiving; Life a chosen thing. ©️ M.…
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I cannot get it out of my head. It was a little phrase carefully placed in the sermon last Sunday, referring to the well known masterpiece from Le Miserables, ” I Dreamed A Dream”. A very familiar song which I first heard as a young teen, I have sung it with much emotion over the…
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Reblogging an old poem that still means so much on my journey. From my heart came a cry, Which You helped me share in words; When I was weak and crushed, You helped me recognise the storm. Not from You, but for good- You allowed this storm to come; Though it damaged, You restored, As…
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Isn’t it joy beyond words, When the guard is let down, And smiles brim with love? True friendship of the lasting kind; Time never enough. Muscles relax as words fall like snowflakes- Gentle and inviting, Lighthearted and fun; Silence no longer the undesirable- Comfy enough. A longing to be known more deeply than before- Stories…
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Have you ever spent an entire day, pining for decades gone by? Wondering if you were to dwell long enough, would those dear friends hear you sigh? Have you stepped back into highschool or taken a walk down twenties lane? Those ghosts are gone and living regrets heap pain upon the pain. He chose to…
She hath wings 