The River of Life
Standing on the River’s shore, I lift my voice unto the Lord… Praise arises on the wind through heaven’s portals as they open Into the city of the Living God; T...
Standing on the River’s shore, I lift my voice unto the Lord… Praise arises on the wind through heaven’s portals as they open Into the city of the Living God; T...
“Here, take this armor and put it on, you’ll need it in the fight.” ‘No, I can’t wear that, it doesn’t fit, it’s too big. All I need is the Word of God and my s...
In my dream last night, early this morning, I was waiting for my mom to come home. I said, “When is she going to get here?” Then the thought came to me. She’s a...
After seeking the Lord for three days, this is the message I received it’s more like a prayer but it’s a message that needs to be said. I’m praying that your he...
Art by: Jennifer Page I’m dedicating this poem to a very good friend and prayer warrior, of mine, Barbara Fraga. Barbara’s sister passed away on May 4, 20...
On a journey through life I’m brought to this place where the shadow people merely exist. Seeing, yet not seeing, they are hidden beneath blankets, camouflaged ...
Painting by Hyatt Moore This is a message I shared today on Zoom with some of the ladies from my Church. Before we start *here’s a little bit of trivia: In Bibl...
Picture taken by: Bob O’Neill, (toy soldier mine) Putting on the mind of Christ, as my Helmet of Salvation, I take every thought captive… Wearing His Brea...
Art by Benlin Alexander Psalm 41:3 (TPT) When they are sick, God will restore them, lying upon their bed of suffering. He will raise them up again and restore t...
April 26, is my mom’s birthday, she would have been 88, but God took her home five years ago. Mom was not perfect, although she was a perfectionist. She was an ...