Words To Nourish The Mind

Hello I hope you enjoy the third and final instalment of the pain, suffering and deliverance poem series. I find pain hard to process, hard to see and even harder to endure. T he damage is long lasting and feels like a life sentence. I always wonder will I ever be free from my wounds of pain and scars of hurt.  The daily triggers continues to haunt me, the memory that caused me to lose my dignity to the flashback that once broke me. Adding fuel to my anger and rage, consuming and feeding my pain.  The dark thoughts of revenge paralysed my hope for a better tomorrow, adding to my despair.  Seeing the world’s pain through the human costs of conflicts, famine, child labour, diseases and illnesses just to name a few. Led me to re-evaluate my own pain and calls for me to have a fresh approach or outlook to pain. As I dwelled on what pain means to me, a voice spoke over me to say, ‘When there are no peaceful endings, perhaps it’s time for a new beginning. Let it a...

Hello I hope you enjoy the second instalment of the pain, suffering and deliverance poem series. Pain is very much part of life, teaching our children to suffer well- Chip Ingram, probably won’t be as popular as the modern day concepts of parenting but arguably necessary to instil. We live in a world that is undoubtedly broken. Learning to co-exist in a broken world is very much a process and a life skill we should all possess. This makes the likelihood of winning in the midst of adversity far greater. I believe there is power in expressing pain through various means that will inspire, uplift and encourage. I hope my love for life in spite of my broken past will serve as inspiration for others. Pain can be internalised but not necessarily articulated, residing in you causing further strife or suffering, hence I say what goes in, must come out. Over the years the pain and suffering accumulated so much, it had become a part of me. I could have worn it like a badge, l...

Hello Thank you for stopping by at this week’s blog post.  I felt compelled to write a series of poems that reflects my own suffering, pain and deliverance.  I hope this will serve as inspiration to those who are going through hard times and regardless of your beliefs or non-beliefs love & peace is never from a far if one holds the greatest love of all. Tears of sorrow ripped through my tears of joy, left me fighting an internal war of rage. Bitterness rooted my inner self, hardening my heart to a hollow existence. Feeling trapped in the daily drama, dysfunction and strife plagued my life further burdening to my dying soul. The toxicity of the abuse claimed my mind, leaving its hallmark through lifelong scars cutting through my hearts of heart. My spirit was on a road of deepening despair, leading me into a minefield, where I fought the greatest battle of all. Living with brokenness crushed my spirit into wishing my life away. I was defeated and ...

Hello I wanted to dedicate this blog post to my daughter, who celebrated her tenth birthday this week. I think the theme ‘celebration’ is very fitting, as it’s been 2 years since I began a new journey in embracing the unknown and turning my fears into faith. At the time it was an inconvenience but upon reflection, this could be what takes me from existing to living.  I framed my experience using the quote below in hope that it will engage and encourage.  ‘ Difficult roads, often leads to beautiful destinations’ – unknown. I have walked on many difficult roads that my heart was once only filled with disappointments, despair and discouragement. Reading and applying new information has enabled me to win in the midst of adversity. The source has always been the Bible, this common thread hasn’t always been obvious to me, until I became disciplined in reading and application I saw the connection between the truth and I. Regardless of your spiritual beliefs or n...