Death of a Loved One

In Christ, we shall join them
And dance hand in hand
In praise, adoration
Worship Jesus, the Lamb.

Death of a Believer

And though parting is painful
To the core of our being
It is but for a season
We can trust, without seeing.

Child Raising

These wounds we keep picking stay hurting and sore we delay them from healing, cause pain even more.

A New Year

Not dwelling on problems
Left over, last year
But am trusting the Lord
Filled with His cheer.