I know we are supposed to forgive those who do me wrong, but sometimes it’s the hardest thing to do. 🧡
ღ I told you this so that My Joy…may be in you and that your Joy may BE complete! Thank you for Joy Father! ღ 🙏🏼
Trusting when things don’t make sense is hard, but for me the only way to be. 💜
Smile friends and be happy for the sunshine ☀️ There are so many blessings around us! ☀️🧡💛
Happy Good Friday this Prayer garden angel catching a reflection of sun from the neighbors window. May we notice the little things and stop to enjoy them. Amen 🙏🏼💜 Thank you God 🙏🏼
My favorite part of Sunday morning. Micki’s mocha latte w/extra whipped because I can.
Have a gentle Sunday! 🧡
“Why am I so sad,” she asked?
This is to my broken tribe of loved ones, those I hold dear, those I sit with as they cry~with no answers but to offer a word of comfort. What do you say to the broken one who comes from years of emotional abuse? What do you say to the one who has been suddenly left without a trace of love? What do you say to her when her beloved dies, leaving them to pick up the pieces? How do you help someone that is lost in sadness? Lost in the past and the memories and thoughts that play over and over in her mind, tormenting her soul? I’m not sure if there is anything I can say to make it better. All I know to do is tarry with you as you find your way back to wholeness. Someone did this for me and I’m forever grateful she reached out her hand and held this beautiful space of healing for me.
To my broken tribe of sweet sad hearts, I offer my hand and this space to you. I’m here, you know how to find me.
paints her soul teal green
of self…ღ…she paints…ღ…
”Love your neighbor as you love yourself. Do you love yourself? Do you love your neighbor? Something to ponder. ღ
I caught this just before the clouds came this morning. It’s supposed to rain all day. I love the rain and how it cools the earth. I’m eagerly awaking Autumn. 🍁🧡 Have a gentle Sunday!