Our lives begin in innocence, we are too young to know,
But even in those fledgling years, we choose the way we go,
Our minds are bright our will is strong,
We think we know what’s right and wrong,
Our very hearts grow black with sin, our souls drift to and fro.

We can’t escape the grip of sin. It grows within our heart,
It’s like a cancer moving in and tearing souls apart.
There’s not a thing that we can do,
Our fate is sealed, our death is too,
Our path is filled with darkness, we have no place to start.

Our God showed love omnipotent. He sent His own dear Son,
To pay the price for my misdeeds – salvation He has won,
There’s not a word that I can say,
For burdens lifted every day,
My soul was purchased with His blood, the work has all been done.

How can I thank you, my dear Lord, for everything you gave,
So I will too in heaven live. My soul from sin is saved,
I give my heart and soul to you,
There’s nothing else for me to do,
I’ll praise your name forevermore – my sin is washed away.


As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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