Colossians 4:2-6
"Devote yourselves to prayer, being watchful and thankful. And pray for us, too, that God may open a door for our message, so that we may proclaim the mystery of Christ, for which I am in chains. Pray that I may proclaim it clearly as I should. Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders; make the most of every opportunity. Let your conversations be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone."

That Feeling

You’re here
finally
that feeling is gone
I was drowning
in my tears
that no one saw
I didn’t want to let them in
but I wanted them to see
someone to see
that I needed love again
I was dying
every time
with every look
every day
for months
I was suffocating
unable to breath
empty
for months
then you
came to me
gently
offering your hand
to pull me to safety
I hesitated
you might be
another hero
come to save me
then let me fall
but maybe
this was real
you knew I needed you
your hand caught mine
just in time
then it vanished
that feeling
left me
now
I can’t describe it
the feeling I have now
when you spin me around
look in my eyes
hold me tight
you care
for me
this broken girl
has a new hand to hold
a new feeling
to embrace
this broken girl has you

These Moments

Every day I hear him. The soft pitter patter of tiny feet across the linoleum. Across the wood. Every day I see him. Tiny hands that are as cute as a button. Wispy, blonde hair with curlicues in back. Big, brown eyes that sparkle. The smile that brightens my day. The little guy with no worries. I had always wanted a brother. I guess God thought I needed one too. Now I come home every day to little laughs that let me forget about the world and its disappointments. Little moments that let me escape the sadness. These are the moments I cherish. Little moments. God knew exactly what I needed.