Every Step Taken

In Response To:

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #115 – Every Wednesday I post a photo.  You respond with something CREATIVE.

The journey looks straightforward

as far as my eyes can see

then I begin one step at a time

in my stride I reach to where

my eyes could see before I started

and behold the path is no longer straight

it is broken, rugged, leading to 

places I did not intend to go

with obstacles, twists, turns and confusion

losing my way to becoming 

beaten down, weary, and ever so lost…

Then Love invited me to take His Hand

to lead me in a different way to walk this journey

a way called life still filled with the

same obstacles, twists, turns and confusion

only this time empowered with 

the Strength of Grace…

Sometimes painful, sometimes seeming hopeless

yet, for every sorrow, struggle and tear wept

there is a promised healing birthing the

scars of Ancient Wisdom gained that

brings with it a bold, confident courage to carry on

with revitalized hope and appreciation

for every step taken

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Composed In Love

In Response To:

Ragtag Daily Prompt – Sangfroid

Your Daily Word Prompt – Lapse – January 14, 2021

With a lapse in composure

many things can be 

said and done that can

cut deep into the soul of

a fellow human being

leaving them broken and

feeling like they are worthless…

Let us be composed in Love

knowing we are all

precious and valued creations

of God

always conveying this truth 

to others in words and

most importantly…


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Photo Courtesy of Pinterest

Tragedy To Triumph

MLMM First Line Friday Writing Challenge – “His smile was like some kind of magic.”

I’ll provide the first line, you get to write whatever comes afterward. Length, genre, and structure are completely up to you. Feel free to modify the line as you see fit, adding punctuation, quotes, or other bits if so desired.  Or for more of a challenge, change nothing. 

Tragedy To Triumph

His smile was some kind of magic
but little did she know it would become tragic

Oh yes he had the smile and the swag
that blinded her to all the warning flags

His sensual sounding baritone voice would utter
all the words she desired and would melt her like butter

She was mesmerized into slavery by his command
and gave herself in ways her soul could not withstand

As time went on to his words of love he became untrue
her skin now wore the hues of black and blue

She cried out for help in the silent screams of her soul
heaven heard and cloaked her in a courage camisole

She rose to stand and gave him over to the court’s reprimand
and vowed never again to visit this deadly wasteland

With a redeemed soul her vow she has kept
and remains grateful for the tears wept

She tells her story a song of hope to the broken
that they no longer remain downtrodden

Her tragedy taught her to never trust a smile of magic
instead triumph by always putting faith in Perfect Love authentic

Photo Credit:  Pinterest