I believed in my family
When they hated me
I believed in my children
When they disobeyed me
I believed in my God
When I felt he abandoned me
Because of my strong faith
No matter what I could “see”
Elohim let me know
He always carried me.
I believed in my family
When they hated me
I believed in my children
When they disobeyed me
I believed in my God
When I felt he abandoned me
Because of my strong faith
No matter what I could “see”
Elohim let me know
He always carried me.
https://www.linkedin.com/in/mscoletha “We are all just a speck in the vastness of time and space. But do not let that dishearten you. It takes every single part of us to make the beautiful mosaic that is our universe.”
Please pray for me Please pray that Elohim opens my eyes that I might “see” that there are a great cloud of witnesses with me in this world and I am never alone. Please pray that I in humility continue to seek Elohim’s face and repent from all of my sins known and unknown withContinueContinue reading “Black Lady Prayer Right Now”
When this song comes to an end, I feel like I climbed every beat to my heaven, a world without him.
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I am making time for day dreaming.
I am whistling while I work.
I am singing in my sleep.
I am looking people in their eyes.
I am remembering every minute to be kind.
“I alone hold the truth of who I am.” I am gently reminded… Asking for help is a sign of self-respect and self-awareness. Changing my mind is a strength, not a weakness. Every decision I make is supported by my whole and inarguable experience. I affirm and encourage others, as I do myself. I aloneContinueContinue reading “Gently Reminded: Poem by Coletha Albert”
Poetry to give hope during hard times. Reflections of the Moon Amethyst
Here is my entry for Terri’s Sunday Stills Challenge. Trying to get away from the chill and frost of the winter. Doesn’t ice cream always make you … #Frosty aka Ice Cream – Sunday Stills Challenge
Enjoy the images along with a reading of this moving poem by Pablo Neruda. You start dying slowly ;if you do not travel,if you do not read,If you do … Inspiration – You Start Dying Slowly And so are you ❤️