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The Poetic Bridge
I started an etsy shop! For those of you who follow me, I hope you will check it out and let me know if there are any particular poems or lines you want to see in the store. thank you for everyone’s support through this blog and beyond. https://thepoeticbridge.etsy.com Continue reading
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Bring your Gifts, Whatever they are
Bring your gifts to the Holy Christ not gold and myrrh but tears and pain loss and gain whatever you have wherever you are bring it to Him He came for you that little babe vulnerable and small from the moment He breathe the truth became that He welcomes the weary and brokenhearted so meet Continue reading
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Wounded
God made me small so I could see the small Some were made as such to feel insignificance to experience hiddenness It’s the wounded that God uses to see the things the strong do not It’s not that God wants hurt for us but that He takes it and uses it to heal the world Continue reading
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Chasing the Mountains
I’m chasing the mountain top views But along the way I want to remember To look for your gifts Less visible than mountains But no less grand The trail contains So many of your treasures The insects jumping from the path The birds resting in the trees A cool breeze to refresh A moment to Continue reading
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The Little Drummer Boy
I think everyone knows this song fairly well, or the awesome claymation movie. I personally grew up listening to and singing it. I never disliked it… how could I with the rum pum pum pum part? What kid hates singing the drums? But, for the longest time I overlooked it , I simply summed it Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.
Joyful Ruins 