Trapped

“There IS no escape!

No way out!

No place to hide”

HE is bigger, faster and his legs are long;

He is older, cleverer and his arms are strong;

He has guns and whips,

he punches and kicks,

he slaps and canes,

but the worst is the SHAME…

– the words…

the lies,

insults

and blame

guilt and blame –

shame!

He is damaged and hurt,

has had his share of dirt;

but the Truth was never revealed

– to him

and the pain was never healed

– for him

– So he dumped it all on us!

And I am TRAPPED –

trapped in the room, by the walls and the space;

trapped by his power, his will and disgrace;

trapped by his threats – barbed with cutting words –

and trapped by my own fear of never being heard!

Too late!

Fear of pain and of torture and death

fear of being wiped off the face of the earth!

Too late?…

For I am insignificant, powerless, silenced and small

and confused, controlled and overwhelmed by it all…

But Lord, I turned to You.

YES!

You are my HOPE.

You rescued me! You set me free!

To You I can run and in You I can hide –

in Your big, loving arms, I am strong at Your side!

You rescued me! You set me free!

You hold me and heal me, with salvation and Power,

forever my refuge and my faithful, strong tower.

You rescued me! You set me free!

Thanks be to God!

Girl! Run from evil, to the Lord, and He WILL rescue you. Amen

“Even in death, the righteous have a refuge” Proverbs 14 v 32

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The Sunshine Blogger Award

The Sunshine Blogger Award is given by bloggers to bloggers who inspire positivity and creativity while spreading sunshine in the blogging community.

And with that lovely accolade, I want to thank Simone, affectionately known as the wheelchair teen – https://thewheelchairteen.home.blog/ for nominating me. To think I spread sunshine would be such an honour. (And I love sun-flowers!!!)

So, now to follow the rules (I’m not good at following rules, so I have to get a bit nerdy now…)

Rules

  1. Thank the blogger(s) who nominated you and link back to their blog.
  2. List the rules and display the Sunshine Blogger Award logo in your post and/or on your blog.
  3. Answer the 11 questions the blogger asked you.
  4. Nominate up to 11 new blogs to receive the award, write them 11 new questions and notify them about the nomination.

I think I’ve done 1. and 2., so now I’ll do my best to answer your questions, Simone –

  1. What was a defining or significant moment in your blogging experience?

It’s been a bit of a plod-along for me – I’ve been on here for a long time, but I still feel like a beginner. I’m only just beginning to get ‘like’s on my posts… I think adding photographs created more interest, but perhaps I’m just not saying what people need to hear. I guest the defining moment was setting up the word press to first share my poems and my book, but every week that I go to write a new post is significant and has a little skip of glee in it, as I press ‘publish now’.

  1. What’s your favourite place that you’ve ever visited?

I think it has to be the little simple chapel in a remote sand-dune in Llannelli, where I met Jesus, when I was 12 years old… and I went back and met Him again the following year! 😀

  1. Who’s your favourite disabled or neurodiverse character?

My first response was Christopher Reeve, who I fell in love with when I first saw Superman, when I was about 14 years old. I didn’t know what neurodiverse meant so had to look it up, so now my answer has to be – my first born son, who is one of the most transparent, delightful characters I know.

  1. What’s one thing about society that angers you?

One thing? Injustice! (Greed, deceit, abuse of power, discrimination, poverty, violence…)

  1. Do you love or hate poetry (or are you somewhere in the middle)?

That depends who writes it. I write poetry. Sometimes poems come to me – I like my own! 😀 I love some poets and lyricists, because I like the intensity of imagery and the rhythm, but some poets are so complex in their big, obscure words, that they lose me. I will include a poet I like in my nominees.

  1. What was the last thing that made you smile?

Reading that question made me smile! (I smile a lot!)

  1. What’s your favourite quote?

I suppose it’s the only one I can remember – “Don’t judge a man until you’ve walked a mile in his moccasins” and I like the addition I saw on a fridge magnet – “because by then you are a mile away from him and you still have his shoes!!!” LOL.

  1. Name one thing that’s always guaranteed to help you relax.

My deep breathing exercises.

  1. What’s your number one tip to new bloggers?

Write for yourself only, and if others like it, that’s a bonus, but don’t write for them, even if you remain Billy-no-mates, or have just select, super-special followers, like me!

  1. If you could choose a best friend to bring to life from any book that you’ve read or film or television series that you’ve watched – who would it be?

My favourite ever film is “The Dark Crystal” and I would love to have one of the mystics as my friend.

  1. What makes your blog special?

That’s difficult! I write because I write and I share it as a blog in the hope that it blesses and resonates with other persons out there… so what makes it special, is people like you, who interact with me and my posts and make them significant to somebody other than me. So, short answer – connection.

Next Task is to nominate up to 11 new bloggers – not sure what ‘new’ means, so I’ll nominate at least one poet I like and some recent additions to my friends on here…

My Nominees – all who “who inspire positivity and creativity while spreading sunshine in the blogging community.”

1. Tina, whose poems are thought provoking and inspired by hope in the Son himself. https://pippispoetry.com/

2. Natasha Nkandu, another poet I have recently discovered – honest and warm, whose heart bends towards the sun. https://sunrisefriday.wordpress.com/

3. Susan, whose raw, honest words cause my heart and prayer to rise and it’s in the dark corners that the light shines brightest. https://simplysusan.blog/

4. Fay Ann, another gritty, straight-talking poet, who blooms for Jesus. https://fayannswearing.wordpress.com/

5. Deborah Marie, who teaches great little lessons and reminders to check my heart. https://greatisgodsfaithfulness.blog/

6. Elizabeth, who always surprises me with something fresh and I’m sure she’ll have sunflowers in her garden. https://teandpaper.ca/

7. Matt, because he makes me smile with his generous and encouraging spirit and I always delight to read his very gracefully human blogs. https://jesusluvsall.wordpress.com/

and lastly for today,

8. Ruelha, whose lively, narrative poetry reflects her big, smiley heart and who uses great image quotes that I like to borrow! https://ruelha.com/

There are so many whose blogs I read and who inspire me in different ways, but these I choose today, or I’ll still be doing this at Christmas and the sun-flowers will be long past their best!

Lastly, My questions:

1. Who or what inspired you to start blogging online?

2. Tell me your favourite Bible story

3. Do you sing or play any musical instruments? What?

4. What person has most inspired you to be creative?

5. What line would you most hope to read on your epitaph?

6. What is your favourite game?

7. If you could have a dinner date with any person who ever lived or lives, who would it be?

8. What favourite dish reminds you of home?

9. What city would you most like to visit? Why?

10. If you could wave a wand to solve just one problem in the world, what would it be?

11. Will you please forgive me for asking so many questions? 🙂

Image Citation: https://ionimage.nl/sunshine-blogger-award-nomination/

Communion

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I was challenged to write a poem about communion. I based it on the gospel of John (John 6), where Jesus had fed the 5,000, walked on the water and healed the sick, but still they asked for a sign. When He said “I AM the Bread that came down from heaven”, many of his followers left him, saying “This is a hard teaching.”

This is my response:

Lord,
Often as I read the gospel accounts
A veil of familiarity dims my eyes
And the stories that they there recount
Seem commonplace and of no surprise.

Then suddenly, in awestruck wonder
The veil is lifted and there I see
Radical love of unfathomable depths
Knocking, calling and inviting me.

The things you did that blow my mind –
And challenged customs of the day –
Were downright bold, if truth be told
But to the father’s heart you showed the…

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Faith?

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We all live our lives with faith: –
We believe that tomorrow we will wake from our sleep
That when we open our mouth our voices will speak
That turning on the tap, water will flow
And planting seed, the crops will grow…

On things electric we now rely
We all believe that planes can fly
Even though we know not why
With science and reason we can try…

We believe in science, justice and reason
We hold all these in great esteem
Though learned folk of the previous season
Thought today’s inventions just a dream.

But faith in God or a Higher Power –
There scepticism abounds –
We see divisions that we have made
And ignore the evidence of life around

The intelligence in the seed and brain
Are mysteries we can’t explain
And what of longing, valour and love
They are not explained by the theories above.

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Paul’s letter to the Galatians

Paul writes this letter to the churches in Asia Minor to address some of the challenges and conflicts arising between Jewish and gentile believers, over issues of legalism and freedom in Christ… Still relevant issues today!

Please subscribe to this channel and watch and listen to the other epistles and the Gospel according to Matthew, all read by Dawn Fanshawe, reading from the Truth translation.

The Promise of the Rainbow

Hope….

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Even in the stumbling of night
His stars twinkle mysterious light
Sparks of the unknown, infinite
And eternal hope.

Daybreak heralds a fresh glory
Erasing dreams and strife;
The dawn of a new story
Illuminating mercy and life.

New days radiate hope for us –
Warmth, promise and growth –
Visible and glorious,
Powerful – but delicate – both.

Our star is not quenched by the rain;
The waters don’t labour in vain,
But soften the earth, relieving the pain –
Causing life to rise from the ashes again.

As they cleanse and germinate seed,
That the diligent purposed to grow,
A multitude then he can feed –
With grateful hope indeed;

And a light through the rain he will show –
Is the promise of the rainbow.

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Giving Birth to Sobriety

and it just gets better and better…

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Giving Birth to Sobriety

My life is so varied and rich
But…
There’s always a but/ a glitch.
Like I’m looking for something I had,
That in itself wasn’t bad,
But it was not what I needed and when I conceded
That in fact it was keeping me sad,
I looked for a new way
A way of recovery…

When I drank I thought drink was my friend –
Daily I brought “work” to an end –
I opened the bottle , turned down my brain
Played music, lit candles
And danced in the rain;
I’d cook and have friends round
Would chatter and play –
Felt duly rewarded, every day.
Thinking and doing seemed to be done
And now I considered it time to have fun.
Having the sense of completing my duty,
Then I allowed me to enjoy all the beauty –
The senses, emotions, creative and free…

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Elusive Excitement of Newness

anybody relate?

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The new toy, bike or friend as a kid,
The new job, car or painting that I did;
The brand new dress with matching shoes
The latest sensation to hit the news;
A husband or wife – vowing never to part
Salvation, new life – we give all our heart…

We reach our goal, a dream fulfilled
The yearning of our heart is stilled
With treasured pearl and joy we shine
Full of promise now it’s mine

Initial vigilance, adoring and keen
We want our treasure by all to be seen;
We display, protect, polish and gaze
And use every moment to offer our praise.

But often having thus acquired
The prize we had so long desired
We imperceptibly grow tired,
And the thing which once was pride of place
Unguarded hearts may swift erase –
While something new attracts our gaze…

For what is it now we long and…

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Discombobulation (or The Gradual Healing of a Damaged Soul)

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A poetic prose from 2012

“If you ask you don’t get, if you don’t ask you don’t want;
it’s not yours, you can’t have it, didn’t earn, don’t deserve;
if it’s fun it is bad for you, how dare you enjoy?
You’re not here to be happy, you’re here to endure.
You do as you’re told, not what you want; and who are you anyway? I know who you’re not!
I know what you’re like and I’ll tell you again – you’re selfish and greedy and just like your mother; you’re lazy, a day-dreamer, real good-for-nothing!
I’ll thrash you and give you something to cry about – if you don’t stop crying now!”

The pleasure in pain and the pain in the pleasure – isn’t much fun, but is real to me!
Voices and choices – We are what we eat? That is what she says –
The powerful diet…

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Emotional Roller Coaster

an old one… I’m glad to say I have choices now… Praise God!

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Climbing, soaring, awesome
falling…
The excitement is breathtaking as the ride just begins;
the path I steadily climb,
higher and higher, the air getting thin,
exhilarating rushes of wind;
Reaching a peak it rests for a while…
the views from up here, I inhale –
the beauty, creation, the planets and stars
from this awesome height I rejoice…

With joy and with awe I would stay here forever
a sigh as my head tumbles back…
but this is the ride where high turns to low…
and this will not last,
back down I will go,
with a scream and a tear
and a moment of fear;
I will land with a thump back below!
The body has landed but the rest is still up there,
sick with no stomach and empty inside;
and now it all seems, back down on the ground,
this ache is reality and that was a…

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