A joy for no real reason, at least none of which I know. It started as a seed of warmth and then began to grow. It began way deep inside my soul and worked it’s… 

We believe in God Who created heaven and earth. We believe in God Who gave stars and moons their birth. We believe in God with Whom nothing is impossible. We believe in God Who is… 

In this journey called life, My head is bent low Because of the pain, And yet I must go. God bade me move forward; “Forsake all that you know.” So, I pick up my head,… 

This poem is dedicated to all the little girls and boys who can relate first-hand to the inner turmoil and conflicting emotions that abuse brings.  May God heal you and give you a purpose for… 

If you’ve been following my last few posts, you’ve probably noticed that I’ve been writing a lot about sexual abuse.  Maybe you’re wondering why. A few weeks ago, I found myself asking “Why?” What is… 

We always assumed the golden cord of family ties, just assumed that golden cord was always there, binding us together, connecting us as a family, like the web of strings wrapped ‘round the fingers in… 

They tried to destroy and trip me so badly  I wouldn’t get up anymore, Pushing me down in the mud and the mire Until I was deep in despair. They called me a failure and… 

*This poem was written for all the little children and women who were not believed when they disclosed their abuse experience to someone who could have taken the steps to stop it from happening again. … 

My Children “The Work and Joy My Children Bring” Written on January 26, 1993   In the night I hear a cry. When I wake up I think I’d rather die, Then I think of… 

(I wrote this poem as my mother lay on her deathbed.) Someday your mother, young and strong, Telling you “No” all day long, Will be in an unlikely state.  You will cherish it if not…