Sometimes words fall short.

The Searching

Sometimes it’s the searching that weighs heavy. Laying hard under blankets crushing. Cloud shrouded darkness of thought.  Pressure of breathing. To seek beauty and Glory when eyes are barely open as the heart heaves deep in miry clay. Chains of negatively charged particles surround. Breaking free an almost strangled sigh. Give me strength oh Lord….

Finding Inspiration

I can find inspiration everywhere if I am looking. It’s easy to see the ugly, the morose, the down right evil in a fallen world. It takes courage and faith to search out the blessings. This is the inspiration. To see His hand in everything. To choose to see the blessings and be in a…