Five Minute Friday- Day 11 of 31 Writing Challenge

I no longer fear the deep. When life viciously tosses me in, I swim for Jesus. He died for me and my eternal life with him. From the moment we met, I have practiced my technique.

Poetry- Son of Man

When dark clouds gather From life’s storms blowing in And the forces advance Unseen like the wind. And the great sadness Seeks shelter Inside my soul, I will press in to You, Cry to you, Fall on you, And never let you go. You are living water, My daily bread, The definition of together. Reliable, …

Bipolar Life-Staying in the Closet

In my mind, I was hiding in a dark closet that Jesus would never step in. When I say these words aloud, I imagine there are many people with issues I am unaware of, sitting in a closet somewhere, thinking Jesus would never enter, too.