Come And Dine
From the fires of life… their tears and their pain, God is refining: gold to reclaim. From our wretchedness, shame, with
Christian Poetry by Desley Finedon
From the fires of life… their tears and their pain, God is refining: gold to reclaim. From our wretchedness, shame, with
I believe in God! But what does that actually mean? Does it make any difference after all to life or is it something just
Have you ever tried to get your thoughts around what a perfect or infinite love is? This poem is my attempt. An
A TV ad some time back declared the virtues of life-savers as “our heroes” – and this they truly are! It also
It was a tremendous help in my recovery when the truth dawned on me that Jesus could and would help me because He
And Jesus did lift me out of my pit of woes – not by removing the circumstances, but my changing my attitude
When life changed for me and I found myself in one big mess – confused and hurting – I asked the obvious question:Where
So alone! That’s what it is like from the bottom of a pit: no-one loves or cares enough for you! But this is not true,
There came a time in my journey when a choice had to be made: to indulge in my misery and self-pity or to