I lift my eyes up, because sometimes it seems all help is gone. I lift my eyes up in a desperate search for stable ground. I lift my eyes up, wanting something to be my rock and fortress. I lift my eyes up, seeking out answers, or explanation or something real. My help doesn’t come from the mountai
Have you hit a dry patch? Do you feel stymied in your writing or life? Or writing life? God used this 400-year old poem to restore my soul.
For our fifth prompt in the From Love to Beloved series, write your own "Survival Therapy Tip" poem in any style.
This post is part of the Five Minute Friday blog link-up. Where I join up with a community of writers and bloggers of all ages and stages who gather around a single word prompt to free-write, unscr…
From Love to Beloved poetry prompt #4: write a poem titled “This Is Love” of any length, style, and content. Just keep the same title and go!
Grab the closest book. Go to page 29. Write down 10 words that catch your eye, and use at least 7 of them in the poem. From Love to Beloved.
This post is part of the Five Minute Friday blog link-up. Where I join up with a community of writers and bloggers of all ages and stages who gather around a single word prompt to free-write, unscr…
Today on Turning Mountains into Molehills' devotional we look at Jesus as our Lamb and what that means for us.
We cry out wondering “Why?” We cry out for mercy, for change. We cry out for relief from our suffering and that of others. We cry out with David, “How long, O Lord?” We know you are mighty to save. We know you are present and able to rescue. We know you feel this pain with us as we grieve. We know
Today on Turning Mountains into Molehills' devotional, we explore how we can find Peace in God during the turmoil of these trying times.
