Seeing through the eyes of others

poetry and writings based on the truth of life. Everyone sees through their own lenses. Trade glasses with someone else and view your world…and theirs. I write personal, I write upon request and not limited to one area, genre, or style

11 years

  • gates are not walls

    One of the biggest misunderstandings in Christianity is this:“If I’m kind, I have to say yes to everyone.” News flash: Kindness is not the same as compliance.Jesus was full of compassion, mercy, and grace, but He also walked away from crowds, confronted hypocrisy, and refused to let people control His mission. He loved everyone, but… Read more

  • There are no five stages of grief. The stages you heard of or read were written for people who are dying, not for those left behind. I am from Oklahoma, where the land is steady and wide, yet nothing in me felt steady after that five months, six days, twenty hours, and forty minutes ended… Read more

  • It is a cruel world, and not in some distant, abstract way people like to talk about when they want to feel thoughtful but untouched. I mean here.I mean now. I mean the roads you drive, the towns you trust, the places with familiar names that are supposed to mean safety. Because somewhere between Hartland… Read more

  • The Creator…Alex

    Alexandras creations are not merely worn, but enchanted; woven with intention, beauty, and quiet power. In modern witchcraft and folk magick, intentional jewelry carries meaning, and this bracelet holds it well. The dark stones are guardians, made to absorb negativity, deflect harm, and keep the spirit grounded in shadowed calm. The spikes are fierce little… Read more

  • An oaktree begins as an acorn in the dirt, and has everything it needs already there deep inside. It roots where it falls because real growth is not about motion:It is about depth. Now people are often taught that if they are moving, they must be progressing. Going from A to B, one plan to… Read more

  • heart, life,

    She stands in the hush before thought becomes breath, her presence gathered from shadow, warmth, and stillness The water holds her like a private hymn; reeds, dusk, and weathered light keep their distance, as here is something old in her composure Something Gothic in the way silence clings to her, although the air around her… Read more

  • is no more

    I carry the sound of vanished roomsthe warmth of tables I cannot return toand the names that still live softly in my mind I walk through the day with a broken lightas if every step is a question and every silence is listening back There is no map for this kind of ache only the… Read more

  • Provided for

    Grace is God’s all sufficient provision  secured at the cross and written in Blood and alive in His Word, the living Word, Jesus Christ This contract bears out that as true Christian’s we none ever have to face a crisis wondering if God has made a way. Human nature definitely makes us ask, worry or… Read more

  • Gifts aren’t earned

    One of the biggest errors in Christianity, and many denominations, is that we somehow earn our way into heaven. Jesus taught the exact opposite! If salvation could be earned, then none of us would ever make it. We’ve all sinned. We’ve all fallen short of God’s perfect standard. That’s why Jesus came, He lived the… Read more

  • You pulled the pin!

    “God is still working on me” is not a free pass to keep doing what you already know is wrong.There should be a clear break from old ways,towards a direction that is unmistakable.If nothing is changing, if there is no resistance against sin, no conviction, no desire to turn, then something is off, no matter… Read more