My Story is His

A poem by Anna Louise Smit    Dreaming again Pursuing through fear Into Your arms so secure Hearing there Your heart Beat safe.   Dreaming again Past the pain ridden past Past the sins You've flung far into sea Into my future of hope Of even my past, purposed good.   Dreaming again Seeing each... Continue Reading →

Take Your Place

Psalm 41:11 (ESV) By this I know that you delight in me:     my enemy will not shout in triumph over me. When our hearts are uncovered through abuse, Jesus invites us into His arms. These are arms that say: I know you cannot love and forgive. I know you cannot stand up and speak the... Continue Reading →

Whole

A poem by Anna Louise Smit    I see him Walk toward The harm I cannot stop.     I hear His silenced cries The lashes Falling.     And yet I'm held At bay Kept far from him.     And now Each time I see Your children Harmed.     Each time Cruel... Continue Reading →

He Weeps With Us All

A little over year ago today, I penned a closing post for Beloved Prodigal that spoke of God calling for its death and resurrection. God is now fulfilling the second part of His Promise to us with the resurrection of this gathering place. In the year that it lay dormant, Jesus has worked such healing... Continue Reading →

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