New Wine


The last post showcased the first poem Brendan wrote for me.  In honor of National Poetry Month, I share a poem I wrote for Brendan: New Wine His world is grey and rain pours down His breath is gone, in pain he drowns No sense, no comprehension found Where did she go, and why, why … More New Wine

His Love Heals


Another miscellaneous excerpt… Brendan and I took our relationship in leaps and bounds. We continued to write poetry for one another finding that the Lord used the words to reach a deeper place in each of our hearts that needed healing, deliverance and a voice of expression. Because of my past experiences, I didn’t trust … More His Love Heals