One Remarkable Storm

Even though the storm feels over I don’t ever mind the rain… Or the stain I don’t want to be the same So what if there’s a stain from One remarkable storm Soaked to the bone This is worth it to me… I’m no saint, but honestly Can I be transformed? Hearts are weather makers… Have you heard Salvation comes in the morning? Baptized by truth I have reaped what I’ve sown It was worth it to me It’s weird that I feel this way I thought it would be more quiet… Read More

Yellow caught my eye 💛

These sweet little yellow pansies caught my eye on my way back from lunch. I hope they make you smile 😊💛

Happy Friday

Happy Friday from Micki’s cafe’ where you can have all the extra whipped you want. 😂😊😋

Think big baby…2020

I think…there’s always Something more I think A BIG SO…something Cause, we all have wings It’s 2020, I’m flying Let’s FLY Baby Can I live with this? I can. I never dreamed flying would be like this…

MichelleMarie’s Best of 2019

Do you ever wonder why I share these awesome sunrises? I purposed in my heart to take the most awesome sunsets and sunrises. I plan them. Every morning I awake at dawn, I wait to see the horizon…maybe a shooting star or cluster of awesomeness. I wait. I’m really patient like that. It’s not about anything human. I think of that sweet moment between me and my Pa and he pointed to the sunset. My awesome MAC home work station, it was easy for me to see my most AWESOME 2019 Oklahoma… Read More

Memories hold you

Memories hold you Thoughts of you unfold me I can still hear your voice What about me, where will I go? I can’t remember my response I knew at that moment as Your word nestled inside my heart Christmas never comes without Stirring up your words I love how memories hold you The sweetness of the bittersweet Thoughts of you like that

Micki’s mocha latte

My favorite part of Sunday morning. Micki’s mocha latte w/extra whipped because I can. Have a gentle Sunday! 🧡

Whispered prayer just before dawn

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Words of Amber

Words of Amber burn within my heart this is their home this is the part I want to give but I hold them close Far too often I offer freely these precious words then I realize I need them most My desire to share To be known Led me here Looking for a home for my Words of Amber