My Temporary Home

One of my best friends, Eloise from Highly Improbable, and I are (unofficially) writing songs for FAWM (February Album Writing Month). I don’t know enough about music to write melodies, however, so I just write the lyrics and pretend that I’m actually writing songs. 😅 Here is one of the “songs” I wrote, which was heavily inspired by a book I read this year called The Lost Art  Of True Beauty.

My Temporary Home

Always been told to draw strength from within
But what if I don’t feel comfortable in my own skin?

Look in the mirror and see only the flaws
But what if I take a moment and pause

It’s the lost art of true beauty
Viewing the outside is not the goal
Because the outside is easy to perceive
But it shouldn’t matter so much to me
The eyes are the windows to the soul
Look inside, tell me, what do you see?

All this time I’ve had it wrong – trying and failing
To fix myself, and in the waters of doubt, flailing

Look in the mirror and see only the flaws
But what if I take a moment and pause

It’s the lost art of true beauty
Viewing the outside is not the goal
Because the outside is easy to perceive
But it shouldn’t matter so much to me
The eyes are the windows to the soul
Look inside, tell me, what do you see?

God made me who I am and He doesn’t make mistakes
I try to tell my heartache
I trust in His reasoning and try to let my insecurities go
It isn’t easy, the going will be slow

It’s the lost art of true beauty
He pays attention to the heart for sure
He looks inside and tells me what He sees
He sees every little piece of me
A child of God that He created for His pleasure
Of all my insecurities, I am finally free

This is His temple, this is my temporary
Home


But the LORD said to Samuel, “Do not look at his appearance or at his physical stature, because I have refused him. For the LORD does not see as man sees; for man looks at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.” (First Samuel 16:7 NKJV)

Jesus Will Be With Me

When I go through water’s deep
Jesus will be with me

When billowing waves overtake
With me, He will still be

When at night I fall fast asleep,
Jesus will be with me

And when in the morning I wake
With me, He will still be

For without Him I would drown
In brutal waters deep

If He were not with me, I know
Water would overtake

For without Him, when I lay me down
Fears would keep me from sleep

If He were not with me, from sleep’s hold
I would not ever wake

Thank you for always being there, Jesus! ❤


When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown… (Isaiah 43:2 NLT)

Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all Thy waves and Thy billows are gone over me. Yet the LORD will command His lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night His song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life. (Psalm 42:7-8 KJV)

In peace I will both lie down and sleep, For You alone, O LORD, make me to dwell in safety. (Psalm 4:8 NASB)


On an unrelated note, while catching up on responding to all of your wonderful comments, it only let me go back for four days. 😲 If you left a comment or responded to me before that, I am so sorry that I didn’t reply – I didn’t know that the notifications would only let me go back that far and I don’t know how to check for comments before that time. If there is a comment that I missed, please let me know and I’ll come respond! ❤

Edited to add: If you would like to hear this poem sung, Hayley did a wonderful job – click here to check it out!

The Light & A Life Update

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Have you heard the phrase, “light at the end of the tunnel?” I recently read this one: “Due to extenuating circumstances, the light at the end of the tunnel has been turned off.” At first, I thought that this was clever – and it is – however, I realize with depression, it can certainly feel that way sometimes.

The enemy puts a blindfold on to block the view, and it takes a lot of effort to get it off.

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For anxiety sufferers, the tunnel constricts our view of the Light as the airway constricts when a person has an asthma attack. Nothing can get in, and nothing can make us feel more helpless and alone.

But maybe, just maybe, tunnel vision causes this. Thoughts have a way of blocking the Light and making it seem smaller than it is or telling us that the Light at the end of the tunnel is a train that’s going to run us over. It’s sometimes nearly impossible to control them.

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It’s all lies. Yes, that is our view of things. But, whatever the case may be, just because I can’t see the Light, doesn’t mean that it isn’t there. For we walk by faith, not by sight (Second Corinthians 5:7).

So even when we feel hopeless in the middle of some tunnel where it’s dark, and where sometimes we’re even afraid of the Light, we know we must keep walking. Even when the tunnel starts to constrict, keep pushing forward. Even when the Light isn’t visible anymore, keep going. And when it looks like the Light might just run us over – keep on. Wield the Armor of the Spirit and order those lies away.

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For the Light is waiting to shine on us, and shine through us. Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven” (Matthew 5:14-16).


That’s pretty much where my brain has been today. It has been hard to stay focused on the Light and Who He is. If you read this post from a couple of weeks ago, then you know that life has been hard for me this month.

You may remember this photo from the past. Radar is the one on the left, washing her face. Last night, she became violently ill – and the vet isn’t open that late, so I had to wait until morning. I kept checking on her most of the night. When I checked on her around 1AM, she was already gone. I had no chance to even try to help her, it happened so fast. Here is another photo; she is on the left (and Sketcher is on the right):

Her eyes weren’t always different like that. When she was a kitten, another cat scratched her eye, and she became blind in that eye. She adapted so well, but I always had to keep that in mind because if I approached her on her blind side and then reached to pet her, she would lose her mind because she didn’t see it coming. 😅 I have many fond memories of her losing her mind. Most of the time it happened because I mistook her for Rabbit (Radar’s mother). Without seeing the face, they looked almost identical.

Now they are both gone, within a couple of weeks of each other.

Radar would have been eight this spring.

I may not be as active online the next few days while I try to put my heart back together. Love you guys! ❤

Review: Evidence Not Seen

Evidence Not Seen: A Woman's Miraculous Faith in the Jungles of World War IIEvidence Not Seen: A Woman’s Miraculous Faith in the Jungles of World War II by Darlene Deibler Rose
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. (Hebrews 11:1.)

Darlene Deibler and her husband went to New Guinea as missionaries, and at first, all was well. But then World War Two came along and she found herself separated from her husband and a prisoner of war. This book is about how Jesus sustained her during those hard times. Even after all she went through in the course of the book, she never lost her faith. She was quite an amazing women of God!

“Lord, I believe all that the Bible says. I do walk by faith and not by sight. I do not need to feel You near, because Your Word says You will never leave me or forsake me. Lord, I confirm my faith; I believe.” – Darlene

A friend gave this book to me Christmas 2016, and I’ve been slowly reading it since the beginning of 2017.  Even though it took me a while to finish, it wasn’t because of the lack of interest. I didn’t want to rush through the book too fast and miss something because there were many times I needed to stop and mull over the points she made or how God was working in her life and the lives of others. (Though I ended up reading much faster at the end of December when I first started to get sick; it was such an encouragement during that time, though I almost regret reading the end so fast because now it’s a giant blur. 😆)

This book was incredible and I highly recommend it. 🙂

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In Your Strong Wing’s Shadow

Wildflower at my grandma’s

I’m to fear no evil in this world,
Since You make it all Your footstool;
I await the day when Your plans are unfurled,
And You, King of Kings, on Your throne forever, rule.

It’s an uphill battle and I’m losing ground,
Hide me in Your strong wing’s shadow
So that I may be safe and sound.
Hug me and never let me go!

Hold me in Your loving arms,
Protect me, even if it is from me.
Don’t let anyone bring my soul harm,
But if trials come, let it bring glory to Thee.

As long as You, my Lord, are walking beside me,
I shall try my best to fearlessly follow You;
Please, Jesus my Savior, abide in me,
So that Your will I may do!


And David himself saith in the book of Psalms (Grace’s note: Psalm 110:1), “The LORD said unto my Lord, ‘Sit thou on my right hand, till I make thine enemies thy footstool.’ ” Luke 20:42 – 43

Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in Thee: yea, in the shadow of Thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast. (Psalm 57:1)

Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of Thy wings… (Psalm 17:8)

Because Thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of Thy wings will I rejoice. (Psalm 63:7)

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28)

If ye abide in Me, and My words abide in you, ye shall ask what ye will, and it shall be done unto you. (John 15:7)


Another poem I found in my drafts that I never posted. This one from July of last year. 🙂 And so is the photo. That was taken with my old camera if you can believe that. 😅

I Trust In You

Do I have faith? Do I have the courage to take the leap?
Are these empty promises that You could not keep?

No! I trust in You, Lord; You never break Your promises,
You keep Your word; there are never hits and misses!

You were not lost forever in eternal sleep,
You rose from the dead; from the deep!

I will follow You, no matter where You lead me,
Whether it is through green pastures where you feed me,

Or besides still waters where I may be washed spotless,
I bow to You and I shall all that is on my heart, to You, confess!


And that He was buried, and that He rose again the third day according to the scriptures… (First Corinthians 15:4:)

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: He leadeth me beside the still waters. (Psalm 23:2: )

For it is written, ” ‘As I live, ‘ saith the Lord, ‘every knee shall bow to Me, and every tongue shall confess to God.’ ” (Romans 14:11:)


Hello everyone!  🙂 I found this poem in my drafts – from last June! I thought it was time it made its debut. Not sure why it hadn’t before now, haha. Anyway. I was thinking about fear of the unknown and trusting Him with leading me – and having the courage to follow that leading wherever He may lead. Sometimes I fear where I’m being led (or think I’m being led), and wonder what God is thinking – but He knows best, and He is a faithful God! ❤

Faith of a Mustard Seed

This was supposed to have been posted for week 53 of 100 Word Wednesday, but somehow I messed up the scheduling. 😅 Anyway, here is the photo prompt and my response, even though I’m a week late.

Photo by Ivana Cajina

Look at the mountains before us
With the faith of a mustard seed
“God will move them,” said Jesus.

Plant the faith seed and let it grow
And don’t hide, for you need
To let the strong winds blow

Because that’s what makes
Faith stronger, for sure.
Yes, it is for your own sakes.

Now look at the water before us
With mere words, He calmed the seas
“Oh ye of little faith,” said Jesus.

Did He not create it? Will it not obey?
Oh, let your faith mature
And follow Him; He’s the only Way.