I started this blog years ago, because I like to write, and I wanted to use my gift to shed some light, even if it's flame barely flickered like a lone candle in the wind. Yet this blog evolved and is evolving into something more. I've always tried to keep it maybe a little impersonal, yet super personal at the same time if that makes sense...impersonal by not really talking about myself, yet super personal by sharing my poems which are the most intimate parts of me, if one knows how to read between the lines.
This blog has shared in my journey, the journey of a girl born in an island in the middle of the sea colliding with her destiny in a major way. Jesus...He is my purpose, my reason for living, my comforter, my friend. It only takes one name, to make all the difference. Yet, what a difference He makes. He enters your world and shakes all that can be shaken, until all that's left is what's solid, and what's real, and oh how He loves.
As I've seen God’s hand, His help, His grace through my adversities I've learned what love really is, by seeing His love in action. It’s the true definition of love : sacrificial love. Loving someone so much that you put their needs, their desires, their wants above your own….even to your own detriment, and that is how He loves us. Each and everyone of us. There is no doubt in my mind…so trouble may come, but He is not in the whirlwind, not in the fire, not in the earthquake that rocks your world….no He is the still small voice, residing in that quiet place in your soul, when you are alone and everyone you thought would always be there has left, He stands and waits and reminds you : “My child you are in My grip, through the ebbs and flows of life, the strong winds that test your faith, the quakes that shake your world. I keep you from crumbling. I have never left, and in fact I never will. You can let go now, you are safe with me.” This is love...just waiting to collide.