Motherhood draws out strength beyond one’s natural capabilities, akin to stories of moms five times her weight to save her child. It’s a challenging yet joyful journey that evokes the best and worst in us. This poem reflects on motherhood as nurturing a flower—from planting to blooming— and highlights giving grace to both mothers and ourselves.
Category: Love
The Grip of Love
Poem …the glory of his grace, wherein he hath made us accepted in the beloved. Ephesians 1:6 Accepted On this earth, we can’t see God with our eyes, hear Him […]
God and My Foster Dog
I just started fostering a pregnant mama from the local shelter. She’s a sweet little Corgi mix, soaking up any love you give her. Shelters give their dogs temporary names […]