This is a poem, written by Esther Keim, after her miscarriage on Valentine’s Day, 1996. Writing this poem helped a lot with the emotional healing of the heart. I was glad to know that you… Little Star

We can feel it in a soft breeze. We can see it in colored leaves. We can receive it through a friend. It will be with us in the end: It’s the love of God.… The Love of God

As I was walking with Jesus, our hands were firmly gripped. We walked, talked, laughed, and cried together, And still there was the firm grip. Then, as years passed by, I let the world slip… A Firm Grip

If some small act of mine has caused A soul to hurt, or break, or pause; If some small careless move of mine Removed the eye of one from thine; Dear Father, forgive. If some… My Prayer