Moon beams sift through pines on new fallen snow,

Light sufficient to find the way back home,

Heavy load weighs on icy roads below,

Weight of the world upon that glistening dome.

The tree of life stands firmly in its place,

It will not move in any time or space,

For God so loved this world He would not spare,

The One who came to us – His love to share,

To melt the ice of frozen hearts in sin,

Refreshed and washed as white as snow by Him.


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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