Bipolar Life- The Journal #68-"Our Hope in Christ Alone"

Wrestling with fear stole my peace; for that, I hold many regrets. Is it possible to fear and still trust? According to this verse, we trust in God and will not fear. One depends on the other.

Poetry- Morning Hope

Christian poetry

When I see the rays of light beam from eastern, darkened skies.. And watch radiant colors fill the space My heart warms and life embrace. Every streak a promise to be, for new beginnings awakened from sleep. And treasures will come, hope will rise, when I stop to admire His beautiful skies.