To all my children,
I know you are hurt, I am your healer
You can hold my hands
And see the nails
And know that I know pian
And I can heal
I'm standing here
My arms opne
Waiting for you to come
I know you are hurt,
I am your Healer.
-God
(7/27/06)
A slew of poems and thoughts written about Christiana or other important events in my life.
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What have I already written?
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- Blessed.
- Martha
- Funny
- Long Time
- Something Better
- How do I feel?
- A Burden
- What if?
- Trust Me
- You Are
- This Feeling
- I Imagine a Place
- Grief
- One Year
- Where am I?
- My Prayer
- In You
- O God
- Spinning
- A View of Fruit
- Dear God
- I Will Praise You
- Healer
- Warm Loneliness
- I Need a Touch
- Breathe
- Empty Journals and Leaky Faucets
- How do I deal?
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Who am I?
- Evelyn
- I like writing. I wish I did it more. Hence the blog. Hopefully this'll keep the pen to the paper.
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