Writer. Photographer. Child of God
I love the LORD because he heard my voicewhen I wept endless tears for Mercy’s touch.Steadfast, faithful to his promise hetook hold of me and shielded me from death.He promised if I turned to him in painHe’d pour his loving-kindness on my wounds.And now, I’ve tested this and can proclaimHe brings redemption to a spirit... Continue Reading →
i’m dragging my feet to bed (to bed)shattered and achinghalf dead, half deadwith exhaustion i’m tired and i needto sleep, to resti can't take anymore ofthis tangled messaround me the darkness of sleep seemsso welcomingthe warmth of unconsciousness,blanket of peaceand lilies No. walk on for there’s still workto do (to do)and people relyingon you, on youto... Continue Reading →
If I could carve a word into my armI think that it would be the word “UNCLEAN.”I feel an outcast everywhere I goand bring a curse on everyone I love.So if you see me shifting to the sha-dows of the room, away from everyone,it’s probably because I am afraidyou’ll realize what I already know. It... Continue Reading →
I followed you out to this desolate placebut now I can’t hear you above this storm.I feel abandoned. Tears pour down my face.Their salty streams my only food and drink.Please, LORD, it’s you my soul is panting foryour flesh true food indeed and blood true drink.Through day and night your steadfast love is sureas the... Continue Reading →
i am a sheep who’s gone astraytoday and probably tomorrow.my best efforts are in vainagain and again i fail. but You are God the loving Fatherno other is above your name.Your Mercy Incarnate, Christ who cametamed death and broke sin's chain. tie my weary life to Yours.Your kingdom come and will be done.i'll serve You... Continue Reading →
I fell in love with Jane Tyson Clement's poetry the first time I held it in my hand. Then I opened it and read the soft, soothing words she'd written that perfectly mimic the seaside she loved so well. I read them over and over, a warm comfort in any season. Reading The Heart's... Continue Reading →
If you follow this blog, you know I love reading. I beat my goal of 52 books this year and read over 90. That, despite my toddler and several bad bouts with depression, both of which make it hard for me to settle into reading. Below are my favorite reads this year. #10 - I... Continue Reading →
I wanted to write a song for you but you are a mystery I've watched from a distance You are the first whispers of sunrise with all its promise of warmth and constancy I wanted to write a song for you but when I closed my eyes I heard the vow of forever gliding down... Continue Reading →
I'm torn about this book. There's no doubt in my mind that it's beautiful. I can give it full marks for that, but for some reason enough of it did not resonate inside me to leave me wanting more of it. The book is a collection of short stories and poetry, based around black experience... Continue Reading →
Sometimes he's lonely, the creature inside me, and lures me aside. Send everyone away. He wants to be alone so he can whisper dark stories about a useless, bent, and broken girl who keeps company with the creature inside her. Sometimes he's cold, the creature inside me, and builds a fire for warmth. The smoke and heat... Continue Reading →
Rachel Svendsen 