Poetry

Struggle 

There’s a little extra pain in my tears

A little more sorrow in my heart

The struggle is getting the best of me 

Each day I’m not sure how to start

One breath at a time

I slowly move forward and pray

That I’ll see something, hear a word

That sounds different than it did yesterday

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Poetry

The Wild

I took a step forward And there was no trail

Nothing to follow

No crumb, no sign, no sail
I took another step

Now in the wild

Surrounded by the unknown

Adventure lurking for miles
One step after another

Still unsure what next I’d find

When the unpaved road turned

Leaving all uncertainty behind
Enveloped in pastures of green

Learning in the wild and free

No path, no fear

Just my steps, my heart and me

Poetry

Refined

I could not have made it through without YouI could not have learned what I needed to

You were there and You provided

That trial would be useful, You had already decided

You saw what I couldn’t and saw what needed to be changed

You made it happen so thanks to You

I am no longer the same
Isiah 48:10
See, I have refined you, though not as silver; I have tested you in the furnace of affliction.