This is an inspirational blog that utilizes the medium of poetry and creative writing to tell stories.
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For every closed door I have faced. God has opened another. So I don't worry about tomorrow. It's already in good hands. And I'm not talking about Allstate. Everyday hasn't been easy but to wake up to the light of the rising sun is a blessing. In every mistake is a lesson. Because I always lean and fall into the warm arms of his mercy and grace. Delighted in the beauty and mystery of His unseen face. Even when I had no home in His kingdom there is space.
Love always, Esha <3
Chip away at the block. Little by little. Day by day. It will take form. Becoming something different. Something new. Something that a transforming soul once knew. Before it was altered. Before faith and hope grew. And that is the nature of change.
Love always, Esha. <3
Happy Resurrection Sunday
You are valuable
Every hair on your head counted
All your triumphs and failures dearly noted
The black charcoal will soon turn into a diamond
When pressure is applied
And the shine of it will reflect off of dim places
Creating a light where none existed
You are the bright twinkle in the distance
Showing from a far
Signaling the lost and the down trodded
To a place and a person that is willing to hear them
Your prayers stand in the gap for many
A friend to those
Who never had any person that cared
You are welcoming
Because your smile is always there
It checks on people and reassures them
That everything will be okay
Your eyes relate the truth with simple glances
Giving people hope for second chances
When you speak to others
And show concern for their well-being
Relating respect and kindness from the beginning
No matter the struggle
You find a way to be supportive
Being a blessing to others in their time of need
You are a child of the King
Jesus died so you could live more abundantly
Love always, Esha
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The world is every turning. Society moves and sways with the tides and rises with the waves. But it never thinks of the soul. The things that fall outside of it's influence. The pressure that makes young hearts grow old. But those who know don't speak and those that don't know are quick to respond. Making up policies that fail to help the community. Ignoring the necessities of those who are in pain. Calling the wise crazy and driving those who follow along insane. All the while, the world is steady turning on an axis fit to bend. Those who can't make it work break. While those who find a way are able to survive. Sometimes it takes knowledge to keep your faith alive. Knowing that the power doesn't come from the world. It comes from the Spirit within. Because the battle isn't won until the outcome is revealed at the end. So keep pressing on. Only the foolish relay on the strength of those who appear strong. That's why I'm never afraid to walk alone.
Love always, Esha
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Build your home on a solid foundation
One that surpasses shaky, uneven sand
Because a dwelling fixed on stable ground
Is made to stand
So when the wind blows, the rain falls
Impeding flood waters come
And the sparse earth trembles
Your walls will endure
When the march of uncertainty comes like a storm
You can sit in your house fortified by good bones
After spending a lifetime paying it off
It's something that your children will own
They will sit in your old rocking chair
And get teary eyed and stare off into the distance
Remembering their adolescence in that home
Something created on solid soil
Based in treasured memories
Love always, Esha
Your house was made months in advance with care and consideration. It will last for decades more. Because love is the mortar that lies between burnt red bricks. And the shingled roof is reinforced with hope and painted with sweet day dreams. Your lawn is watered by bliss morning showers. Your garden is fertilized by prayers. Every morning, you arise and look out the window… The sun is always there.
Love always, Esha
Listen to Hope Speaks Episode 8
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Be the odd ball. The one who rarely gets everything right but dances to the beat of their own drum. Stand apart from the crowd. Yell, smile and walk to the sound of your heart beat. Surely, you have the rhythm of life marching with you against the tapping heel of aged cobblestone.
Love always, Esha
