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Child of the King, Who is my everything. He makes my heart sing. To His love I’ll forever cling. Although I’m not a real beauty, my heart is sincere and tender. Though I’m less than perfect, my soul always gives God the glory – I surrender to the love that is more loving than I could ever vindicate. I may not always be wise, but God still shines His light, so I smile. I am Southern, an Appalachian native – poet, writer, reader, gardener, believer! It is through love unearthed, where I’ve realized my greatest achievements and triumphs. I’m the only child of a woman who should be called love because she has always given with a heart that is pure gold. She brings blessings untold! My greatest blessings from above are those whom I love – my husband, my mother, my entire family. Without the ones I love, the ones who make my life feel worth it, I wouldn’t be who I am. I’d be like the bird without its song, the heart that feels all wrong, the dark that lasts too long. I feel my best when I’m giving – be that time or money, smiles or poems, light or laughter – whatever comes from the heart and feels like I’m bringing a part of God’s gift of hope. I feel like my life is well spent on giving to others, even when I feel like what I give is not enough – never could it be enough to present even a portion of the joy and peace that God granted me when He came to live inside my heart. I feel like I’m blessed more than I deserve and my best gift is the love that comes from above. I feel most content when His grace is poured out through my own life and I share this wonder that makes everything alright. I fear the moment when my mom moves from this life to the next with a great dread that leaves me in tears, pleading with God for just a little longer to say what I should, be the daughter who I would have always been if I’d listened to the words of the One who helped me to see that this love I have for my mom is love that He placed in me, love that sheds light into the darkest shadows, love that reminds me why our lives truly matter. I fear losing my mom, my husband, my hope. I fear the sadness, the grief that will color me in doubt. I fear the moment when I say goodbye to peace. I fear the day when I can’t pray, the day when I can’t say love will find a way. I fear losing the One who is my heart’s foundation, the One who stills the seas, the One who I’ll always need. But, then I remember, I can’t loose the One who promised He’d always be with me – protecting, inspiring, reminding that He is eternal! I would love to see the world accept Jesus as their King. I would love to see the light that never ends. I would love to see the face of the One who saved me from all my sin. I would love to see what it means to live life in such a way that He will say, “well done, my child, well done.” I long to hear those words from God’s one and only Son. Citizen of the mountains where my heart found the fireflies, the butterflies, the hummingbirds and peace. Blessed by the robins, the stars, the moon who rises beyond the ridges. Eager to walk into the forests where trees feel like friends. Inspired by the rain, the snow, the wildflowers who stir dreams and visions. I’m a citizen of a natural world where the wild frees me from the lack of words and offers me a poem written by wonders I’ve found in autumn’s leaves, spring’s petals and summer’s creeks. Because I’ve experienced life as a mountain girl, I can honestly say that I’ve known a joy that I just can’t explain. Life in the mountains is certainly a blessing from heaven and a blessing I’ll always be grateful for having. Child of the King, Who is my everything. He makes my heart sing. To His love I’ll forever cling. I’ll never stop worshiping! POEM about my husband: My husband makes me feel blessed. With him, I never feel stressed. It’s amazing – Who would have guessed… This man would be the absolute best!
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