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Trust Me
Dear child, do you trust me? Do you trust me in your pain? Do you trust me when life is an uphill struggle? Do you trust that I have your future in my capable hands? I know trusting me is not easy when you're not seeing me remove the obstacles from your life. It's hard to trust me when you get scary results from your doctors. But have I ever abandoned you, child? Have I ever let you down? Look back over your life and remind yourself of all the times I provided for you and for

Angela Hall
Jul 81 min read


Words of Encouragement
Dear child If you are feeling discouraged and all you want is words of encouragement to heal your soul. Please don’t wait for others to speak them over you. Speak them over yourself. Remind yourself whose you are. You are chosen You are my beloved You were bought with my son’s precious blood. You are not alone Speak my word of truth over yourself. Be encouraged. Love from Your Heavenly Father “Worry weighs a person down; an encouraging word cheers a person up.” Proverbs

Angela Hall
May 161 min read


Good Friday
In the crowd - we held our breath - as the nails pierce into his flesh; We heard His mother's anguish, And stood in the darkness of earth. "They arrested him and broke him Then hung him there alone to die." A crown of thorns on his head King of the Jews, the sign read As we watched his body bleed Even now, crowds still mocked. "They arrested him and broke him Then hung him there alone to die." This is the day of Jesus plight Three hours, Earth saw no light The temple curtain

Sarah Joy Holden
Apr 31 min read


PALM SUNDAY
Photo by Hannah Fleming-Hlll on Unsplash People took their palm branches And lined the streets with them. As Jesus entered Jerusalem, He was greeted by vast numbers. Hosanna, to the son of David, Hosanna, to the King of Kings. "Save us who are humble, Lord, please have mercy on us". From triumphant cheers of joy, Their attitudes would soon turn. Praise's turn to shouts of "crucify", For in one week a lot can happen. Hosanna, to the son of David, Hosanna, to the King of Kings

Sarah Joy Holden
Mar 281 min read


The Old Oak Table
The old oak kitchen table Stood on the uneven floor. She slid down the bench seat. Rubbed her hands on the table top. She smiled and remembered. The day her 2-year-old grandson Had danced on the tabletop. The day her whole family had played Monopoly How they had laughed and complained How her youngest usually won. The Sunday morning her future son-in-law Asked for her beautiful daughter’s hand in marriage. When her crazy friends had a posh tea party. The tears, the laughs, th

Christine Wallace
Mar 11 min read
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