If love were a place, what would it look like?

Be still and know that I am God, he said. But I have so much going on in my head. All these ideas I can't keep them straight. He gently replies to me, be patient and wait. Waiting on the Lord is not easy for me to do. Waiting has never been easy, nothing new. Help me with this Lord, I do pray. Let me stand and help me to stay. In your will Lord and not mine I say. Yet I fight the flesh that wants its way. I do not want to get ahead of the Lord. Keep me in one mind and one accord. Thank you Lord for giving me peace. My anxiety has begin to cease. Stand still again I hear him say. So stand still I will this day. CDK 2025

📝Writing contest 👇 5,000 words $20.00 entry, $50,000 first place

This coming Tuesday our skill builder will be hosted by Cynthia Keffer. Please let's pack the house

A lot of people commented on my poetry and eulogy for my grandfather, who passed away on January 12. I wanted to share the tribute tattoo I got for him yesterday. He was, at heart, an artist, and this is an easel with his initials. Just wanted to share.