Poem: The Woes of Things Undone


My heart bursts with each wave of emotion lived in the not living given what I have left undone.
Choices escaping my grasp as I walk past what could have been but was not back then.

The pain of leaving things undone will alway come sometimes unannounced wishful thinking in every ounce.

More memories created, desires never satiated, hope slowly faded but still living despite what’s been stated.

Exposed Loving 💙, 8.22.17

Is God in Control of Everything and Everyone?

I reblogged this post by Barbara because I thought it asks a good question that some of us have asked ourselves but never really entered into a discussion with anyone else about it. Give her your feedback or comments. I am sure she would appreciate them.
Exposed Loving 💙

Barbara J Couch

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to [his] purpose.”

Romans 8:28

Is God in Control of everything that happens to us and around us? This is one of the questions that crosses the mind of some people at some point in their lives whether they are Christians or not. What do you think? Do you believe God is in control of tornados, death, you getting that job you desire, earthquakes, letting someone be harmed, illness, healing, having money or not having money, what you do or not do, etc.?


The LORD of hosts hath sworn, saying, Surely as I have thought, so shall it come to pass; and as I have purposed, [so] shall it stand:”

Isaiah 14:24


How does free will factor into situations and our lives as human beings?

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A Poetic Musing (3)

Well done.

Barbara J Couch

You Did It First
written by Barbara J. Couch, MDiv.

My eyes are open,
awake I am, fully
prepared for this days
journey.

I trust You, rely on You to be
You in the life I have been given
by You, rich in faith, strength connected to joy and a heart led to serve.

I emerge from the mental bondage of selfishness, released to answer the call that is no small endeavor.

I rise, I look to You, embracing every gift of the Spirit given and driven to tend to Your sheep.

To green pastures we go, not letting any rocks, pebbles bring us to the slow. Our hearts connected, we walk the earth setting the captives free just as You first did in me.

Thank you LORD.

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