CARE FOR THE WOUNDED SPIRIT

Life gets crazy at times.  We all know.I am in one of those seasons with many challenges all at once and a hurricne coming to town did NOT increase my faith, bring me more peace of mind, nor inspire restful sleep. . .until. . .

 

I hunger for quiet rest.

My strength fails me,

my courage weakened,

I cry out to you

and hear only pounding wind

and pouring rain.

Fear grips my soul as I wonder

what more do I have to lose?

Then over the menacing storm I hear them . . .

birds singing in the tree in my yard.

As always, you are here!

I amloved.

By Martha L Shaw ©2017

 

 

 

Weekly Photo Challenge – Thankful

I am thankful for the opportunity to break bread together with family and dear friends!  Here it is cut while still warm!