Root bound and parched,

Replenished only by the restorative,

Power of water,

Each tendril pushing,

Burrowing into the,

Coolness of life sustainment,

Lapping up,



Thirst quenching,

Provision of God,

Our dried up bones long for the comfort,

That comes from the fountain of God,

Only He can renew, restore and revive,

Dead, thirsting souls,

Through His love we are nurtured,

Brought back to life and thrive,

And even when our days on earth are ended,

We are assured eternal life,

Where we will thirst no more.



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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