When Skies Are Grey
Today, skies are grey: storm clouds threaten to destroy. Unwelcome things have come my way and stolen peace and joy. But God
Christian Poetry by Desley Finedon
Today, skies are grey: storm clouds threaten to destroy. Unwelcome things have come my way and stolen peace and joy. But God
It was a tremendous help in my recovery when the truth dawned on me that Jesus could and would help me because He
When life changed for me and I found myself in one big mess – confused and hurting – I asked the obvious question:Where
“I Will Trust You” is poem 3 in what I call my pit poems. When filled with hurt and feeling all alone without
The poem,”The Blessings of a Storm” was written by David Massey, a prisoner, and is shared with permission. It deeply moved me
One day things will be different! Our pastor asked the question recently to this end: after we have enjoyed the peace, happiness
“But This I Know” is the very first poem I wrote when overcome with pain and hurt back in 2005. The desire
“The World is Hurting” was written after the 2004 tsunami and other dreadful tradgedies that were occurring around the world at that time.