Tag: love
member name: Bethany C.
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January 05, 2008 02:49 AM EST --
Well, the good news is that my husband, David is back home.
You'd think as much as I missed him while he was gone, I would be jumping up and down for joy the minute he walked in the door. . . .
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January 11, 2008 03:27 AM EST --
I heard of your death.
I thought of all the hours I'd spent,
Since the day we first met,
Praying for you.
I remember when you
Went to church with me for a while
And how . . .
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January 12, 2008 03:03 AM EST --
I need you.
I need you to speak to those
Who have ears to hear.
I need you
To show love and kindness
To those who hurt.
I need you
To be somebody who I
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June 06, 2008 02:52 PM EDT --
I am wet all over. The rain has mostly stopped, except for a slight drizzle, but a couple walks ahead of me, umbrella held high. They are laughing. And drier than I am, that's . . .
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January 14, 2008 03:37 PM EST --
The world is full
Of hurting people--
People who reach
For something more.
I cry to God,
"You know I want to be
More than I am.
To heal, to save
Everybody." . . .
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February 23, 2008 01:52 PM EST --
I've used this phrase
So many times
On so many jobs
Where I've worked.
But I find that this
Even more exemplifies
Who I am and what
I desire to do in life.
I was a shy loner . . .
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February 27, 2008 11:39 PM EST --
Today I was helping my sister homeschool my niece a bit and we were playing around with poetry writing. I started writing this just to tease my niece, but then I thought, Hmmm...not bad. . . .
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February 26, 2008 06:28 AM EST --
There is a spark of the divine in all of us
Waiting to be delivered of it's source.
A kindling to become a raging fire.
A trickle waiting to become a stream
And finally rivers of living waters. . . .
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June 29, 2008 05:43 AM EDT --
They say nobody lives there.
Rose does.
Her bedroom window
On the second floor?
She peeks from it.
Her voice echoes,
Calls me,
Each time the wind blows.
Her ghost walks
Haunts . . .
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July 26, 2008 11:59 PM EDT --
You are my people.
Perhaps there is no
Kinship of the flesh.
No common goals,
Ideals, or beliefs.
Perhaps you do not
Look like me or act
The way I feel is right.
Maybe you don't . . .
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August 27, 2008 09:11 PM EDT --
Tiny hadn’t been happy for a long time, but no one could ever tell—at least not anyone who mattered.
He missed his mother. He missed his real name, John. He hated traveling . . .
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June 09, 2008 04:24 PM EDT --
I've been getting a few new friends on Gather lately and I worry. I worry that after they have been friends with me a while they will discover that we are not always on the same page.
I . . .
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February 05, 2008 04:17 AM EST --
I was young, maybe nine or ten, when we moved to Palmetto, Louisiana in a little white house almost directly under the water tower.
My Daddy had been an unofficial preacher for years to everybody he . . .
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February 10, 2008 05:03 PM EST --
Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; . . .
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February 12, 2008 04:13 PM EST --
On Feb. 11th, twenty-seven years ago, I met my husband.
About three months prior to that, I was living in Rising Star, Texas. A single young minister had come to visit. I liked him, . . .
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July 14, 2008 01:29 PM EDT --
I take heart when I see the love of God
Shining in the eyes of others.
I think to myself, Ah, yes, there is hope;
That hope I see in the eyes of a child.
I try hard to let the love shine from . . .
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August 03, 2008 05:38 PM EDT --
Just wanted to tell everyone that I am going to be off of Gather for a couple of days. My father-in-law is in the hospital in Natchez and we are going over there to see about him. Say a prayer . . .
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July 15, 2008 03:28 PM EDT --
Dear Tom, . . .
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July 11, 2008 08:46 PM EDT --
There has always been a love affair with rice in our family. Rice and gravy, rice and beans, rice and butter…you get the picture, kind of like Bubba Gump and shrimp. (Rice and Shrimp, . . .
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June 24, 2008 08:19 PM EDT --
Sadie always came to the beach house to hide away from life.
Gavin was here. Not really--he'd been gone for five years. But the memory of him and the times they'd . . .
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