A Life Worth Living
Little boy, little girl, living in a broken world, Do you feel lost? Do not run, do not hide. There is One who’s not broken; He is Truth and never lies… You’re ...
Author: Marla
I love the Lord Jesus Christ and am passionate about writing. I hope you enjoy the blog and come to visit often.
Then the Lord answered me and said:
“Write the vision
And make it plain on tablets,
That he may run who reads it.
For the vision is yet for an appointed time;
But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie.
Though it tarries, wait for it;
Because it will surely come,
It will not tarry.
“Behold the proud,
His soul is not upright in him;
But the just shall live by his faith. Habakkuk 2: 2-4
Words
Words are very important how we use them can either heal or destroy. With everything that has happened recently. I’ve pondered about many things. Tears flowed a...
The Song of Freedom
If the eagle never left his nest, he would never see the vast oceans and mountains He would never soar among the stars or travel thousands of miles over valleys...
What’s Around the Bend Mommy
19th Century American Artist: Mary Cassatt What’s around the bend mommy? What’s around the bend? Don’t look to see around the bend honey, Watch the flowers ...
Do You Believe
Based on my poem, The Father’s Love! ~Marla Shaw O’Neill
If You Knew
Hear your heartbeat, feel your chest as it rises and falls? Still, your mind and understand, the life flow, comes through me. The great I AM! “I Am the Way!” Wa...
Turn the Page
Life is like a book, it’s a first edition, a rare find, turn the page. The story unfolds and it never ends… You don’t want to miss a single word. Ch...
The Father’s Love
“Do you love me?” “Do you, love me, Abba? See those mountains, how they reach beyond what the eye can see? Can you catch the wind, or breathe beneath the sea? C...
Where Are You Headed
Hopped a train, headed for Ten-Buck-Two Dreams shattered beyond the blue… Only me, and a stranger, sat in that ole boxcar. The old man said, “My name is Isaak.”...
Cluck-Cluck
Cluck-cluck was a young chick She could not understand Why all the other chickens in the farmyard Would always demand… That she was too small a chicken… To ever...