Reflection of the Past

Dirt, caked on dark fingers
Scarred and calloused,
Bare and bruised--
The same gentle fingers
Softly braiding my hair...
Scrawled words, inked carefully
Traced slow into the paper's fold
Small, delicate words
Of an education cut short
Rendered unnecessary and left behind...

A warrior of immeasurable standard
Brave and fearless,
Unwilling to to mar the soul
With the damage of the body
But to pass on it's beauty...

The legacy of fortitude and strength
A powerful awakening
Rooted deep in the tree of life
Blossomed with the immortal flower,
And I was born of her...

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Author Image Author Image I love reading the Word of God. With prayer God's Word reveals so much: from comfort to temperance, from perspective to affirmation. Digging into the depths of the Word, cross-referencing history, language and time differences, is a passion of mine. In March of 2015 I decided to go back through the Bible doing an in depth study on each section I read. Eventually I decided to share my journal of notes as I partake in this journey. I hope you are blessed by God and inspired to pursue a deeper relationship with Him. I love reading and learning about God, nature, and science. I am interested in how it all connects. The Creator's fingerprints are all over his creation. We can learn so much about Him and how we came to be by exploring the world around us. Join me as I explore the world and draw closer to the One who created it all.
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