Then Jesus told him, “Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” ~John 20:29
The Pen Reclaimed
23 Apr 2016 8 Comments
in Poetry, Writing Life Tags: Christian Poetry, Creative Writing, Faith Based Writing, Inspired Poetry, My One Word, National Poetry Month, One Word 365, Pen and Paper, poem, poetry, Praying with Pen and Paper, Writing Inspiration
It’s National Poetry Month, and I have made some decisions regarding the direction of my writing as reflected in my reclaimed pen.
My message to you…fight the good fight, fellow pen-holders. Write as if your life depends on it…
For some of us, it is not about recognition, acknowledgment or acceptance. It is for life itself we write.
I write for life. I write to open the eyes, arouse the soul. Not least of all, starting with my own.
This is my revelation, this is my truth.
For what purpose or whom do you write?
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One Eye on the Horizon
08 Dec 2015 12 Comments
in Poetry, Rhode Island Living, Spirituality, Writing Life Tags: Christian Poetry, Christian Writer, Inspired Poetry, poem, poems, poetic prayer, Praying with Pen and Paper, spiritual journey, written prayer
Intimacy with God through Journaling: The Birth of a Blog
04 Dec 2015 16 Comments
in Journal Keeping, Random Journal Day, Spirituality, Writing Community, Writing Life Tags: Christian Journaling, intimacy with Jesus, Journal writing, journaling, Journaling with Jesus, Praying with Pen and Paper, Random Journal Day, Random Journal Share, spiritual journaling
Welcome to my journal. Here you will get a peek into the pages of my heart. Unedited (for the most part) and as they were written. I do leave out portions which are extremely personal or potentially intrusive to those I love; also some of my wildly long, rambling tangents. But otherwise I try to be brave enough to inspire you to feel safe to bare your soul a bit. Have no fear here. This is a place to share your heart and be encouraged.
Interestingly, just seven days after I wrote this post I would injure my hip during my daughter’s field day, and this little writing excursion called blogging which started as a burning desire in my heart would become like a healing balm over my life.
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