Layla preached about Jesus at a megachurch, but after her husband died four years back from headlights that crossed the center lane, the wind in her faith fell flat. Those around her prayed she’d come out of the slump the devil devised with an empty tomb in her barren womb. Layla lifted her hands, praying beyond the hope she had left. The congregants grew in faith at her words … [Read more...] about Finding Forgiveness in Grief: Layla’s Journey, By: Andrew Cyr
Resolution And Independence, By: William Wordsworth
There was a roaring in the wind all night;The rain came heavily and fell in floods;But now the sun is rising calm and bright;The birds are singing in the distant woods;Over his own sweet voice the Stock-dove broods;The Jay makes answer as the Magpie chatters;And all the air is filled with pleasant noise of waters.All things that love the sun are out of doors;The sky rejoices in … [Read more...] about Resolution And Independence, By: William Wordsworth
Repentance, By: William Wordsworth
The fields which with covetous spirit we sold,Those beautiful fields, the delight of the day,Would have brought us more good than a burthen of gold,Could we but have been as contented as they. When the troublesome Tempter beset us, said I,"Let him come, with his purse proudly grasped in his hand;But, Allan, be true to me, Allan, we'll dieBefore he shall go with an inch of … [Read more...] about Repentance, By: William Wordsworth
Remembrance Of Collins, By: William Wordsworth
Glide gently, thus for ever glide,O Thames! that other bards may seeAs lovely visions by thy sideAs now, fair river! come to me.O glide, fair stream! for ever so,Thy quiet soul on all bestowing,Till all our minds for ever flowAs thy deep waters now are flowing. Vain thought! Yet be as now thou art,That in thy waters may be seenThe image of a poet's heart,How bright, how … [Read more...] about Remembrance Of Collins, By: William Wordsworth
Remembrance Of, By: William Wordsworth
Glide gently, thus for ever glide,O Thames! that other bards may seeAs lovely visions by thy sideAs now, fair river! come to me.O glide, fair stream! for ever so,Thy quiet soul on all bestowing,Till all our minds for ever flowAs thy deep waters now are flowing. Vain thought! Yet be as now thou art,That in thy waters may be seenThe image of a poet's heart,How bright, how … [Read more...] about Remembrance Of, By: William Wordsworth




