In His Hands

In the face of discouragement

This is the place

Where I must seek His face in prayer

I must cast my little cares on Him immediately

Or little cares pile up and make a mountain

They proceed to crush or bury me

But daily

If I bundle up my burdens

And leave them at His feet

Admit my need and call for aid

I’ll find relief and peace

And courage

If I release them

I’ll not have a care in the world

Because He’ll have them

All of them, no matter their weightiness

Just like He has me

And there’s no room for worry or fear

In the hands of my Loving Father

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A Slow-poke’s Revenge

I stepped onto the spiky grass

Off the scorching, sandy path

Do the Work

I’m finding it hard to start 😕

Start already 😏

A Visit to the Greenhouse

I wander the aisles

In search of spring

Embrace Yourself

Never be afraid

Do not hesitate

A Letter to my Readers

Hello, my friends!

I’ve never admitted this out loud, because I didn’t want to believe it when the doctor told me, but I have a mild form of bipolar disorder and yesterday, I read something that resonated with me so clearly. It’s about how I’m always wanting to run away from things–responsibility, relationships, feelings, home, life, etc.. I tell you this because I’ve recently run away from my account on Instagram again. I think this might be the 4th time. I have a love/loathe relationship with that app. Sometimes I’m so excited about the creativity on there and sometimes I feel overwhelmed by the whole business and it causes me anxiety. I usually make a jumbled mess of my account and come to hate the way it looks and deactivate it, like crumpling up a piece of paper and throwing it in the trash. When you deactivate your account on Instagram, you disappear but it looks like you’ve blocked all your followers. I’ve lost many followers this way. It’s not personal and has nothing to do with my followers. I’m essentially “cleaning my room”, something I have to do frequently at home, too, or it gets away on me. So, if you’re interested, I have a new Instagram address. Follow me again or don’t. There are no hard feelings on my part. One thing that’s been true over my years on Instagram is that I’ve made changes every time as to how I do things, set new rules I try to follow to help me navigate it in a healthier way. I always hope that this will be the time I stay in one place but maybe the starting over frequently is a foregone conclusion for me. I’m grateful for my family and friends who’re willing to stick with me and my weirdness because they know my heart. If you’re a former follower of mine, thanks so much for all the comments, likes, and follows. Your encouragement means so much to me and, if we’re not to meet again, I wish you a joy-filled life.

Polly 🙂

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The Crown

I humbly come to the cross of Christ

My head bowed low, my sin laid bare

A Message for Winter

Winter is loitering

With no one to tell it to move along

The Lesson of Zee and Liz

Before Christmas, in my daily devotions, I read the story of Zechariah and Elizabeth, I’ll call them Zee and Liz, the married couple featured in Luke, in the prelude to the announcement of Jesus’s birth. We find out a lot about them in just a few sentences. They were seniors–“very old” is how they’re described. Zechariah was a priest by vocation. In fact, both he and his wife were descendants of Aaron, Levites who, according to the Word, “were righteous in the sight of God, observing all the Lord’s commands and decrees blamelessly.” They were also childless.

Oops

I let it get away on me

I wasn’t watching carefully