God is there...

When you go off to college and things change,

all your possessions no longer matter to those who continue to live in the house,
they take your things without your permission and destroy them, they toss your thing and don't even consider your opp ion on things... so it is your most sentimental things u cherish r ripped to shreds and thrown like rubbish not even considering to tell u that they are ruined .... no letting u fix them ...not getting u a new one.
and yet so is life... all I've known ...everything i value turns to dust, is destroyed.
Yet, God holds me and provides for me,
when my father and mother fosake me the Lord will take me up,
when my family deserts me God stays true,
when friends stab me in the back ,
God is there to comfort me.

Home for thanksgiving!

wow, can it be here am I sitting in a room so spacious and beautiful, the room is mine. the view superb! I can see the stars! it's so cold my breath comes in huge plumes caressing the night... the scents are so pungent, the smell of campfire wood so rich and sharp, the smell of winter steals my breath from my lungs.

MY Heart

Here it is My heart fragile,
yet it beats.

My heart battered,
from pain ,abuse and shame.

I thought he cared, Am I damn'd
to the gates of Sheol?

Shall I be vict'm to cruelty?
Shall I be known as a fool,
again I feels as tho' part of me died.

It bleeds I am dying,
My heart so frantically,
beats begging me to live!

He killed me with his words
and his actions.

And this I must say ,
I thought he was different,
Not like all the rest.

Oh how wrong I was!
Foolish girl!
how could i have known.

Yet he murder'd me,
my gentle fragile soul.

It flutters madly,
like a butterfly trying to survive,
beating it's wings against glass.

How was I to know The Evil One would get Past.
Past my defenses and my heart and use this to help kill me.

so here I lay Dying my heart at my feet,
I give it to him telling him "this is yours to keep."

"If you do not know well now i guess you will."

From the first time i saw you,
i had given you My heart.

And so with my last breath,
i utter these last words.

I Love You though u never you,
you have taken my heart snatched it from my chest ,
and ripped it all apart.

Yet dearest I shall love you no matter what the cost.
You took my heart when i met you,
but now we must Part.

I shall be with you always but in a memory.
even tho' I may never come back it not because of jealousy.

You hurt Me do you care? or is this game?
You sit and laugh and poke fun at my shame.

My love I shall love you even tho' you never knew,
how much you meant to me.

It is so sad that , You and I may never be.
and so with this as my blood stains the ground.
I say this.

Parting is such sweet sorrow. ( William Shakespeare)

What God sees...

"The Godly family..."
A family focused on serving God and loving each other with honour.
where children listen and obey. where they laugh,
and thrive in love, in a cherished home unafraid.
where there are no bruises and no scars,of hate or anger or of physical horror.
peace and understanding and helping each other grow.


vs." Non consestint godly family"

home that tries to honor god yet is caught up in each one's self.
children who don't know the right way to live , lost and in pain.
for love and peace they're aching, terrified of their parents warth,
burised and beaten, desperately trying to hide their scars.
a home filled with hate as cold as the ice, anger as thick as tar,
physical horrors so unspeakable, children with no one, to help
them grow only to be stiefeld and smothered by selfishness, jealousy and greed,
Bitterness and black and deep as the most evil pits of which to fall unto.
Yet each day passes by as u see them their eyes so huge shimmer with tears
silently they Beg you for help. Yet we sometime cannot see, because the parents portary it as everything is fine yet when the doors are closed all hell breaks loose and takes hold again of the innocent one caught up in power struggle of wills between a father and mother,
Both too proud to get conseling yet need it more than they relise, because of the innocent lives caught within the war of satan and his little victories, the innocent ones at stake must get help, yet ... yet will it be too late? or shall some one take a stand and help rescue them? and get the family the help it needs so desperately.