Poetry/Short Stories

Quilted

Broken past Bound by grace Building nations Without a notion Of oil and water Black and white But God’s grace For His people . Christ as the foundation, Cry beloved nation Cry beloved Children Cry beloved people For His Grace is sufficient To heal our nation. Susan McMillan A cry for our nation

cancer · Our Life

Cancer journey; trusting God’s hand.

Like an avalanche, my world was crumbling. I wanted to run, I wanted to hide, I wanted to wake up from this nightmare but no I couldn’t for that was my reality at that moment. Like I have previously mentioned, our youngest was barely a month and our oldest had just turned 2. “Lord you…… Continue reading Cancer journey; trusting God’s hand.