Trapped!

The perils of keeping the wrong company…

Beaten against the bushels, pained by worldly thorns, trampled by passersby and deceivers posing as friends, her disheartened soul found rest among the despondent at their fest.

Their complaints cooked up bitter broth when swallowed, their chains were strengthened in that dreadful place.

She longed to flee but how could she when her feet were padlocked to the guardian of death and his cloak like steel weighed her down?

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Empty Box

EBEC91F6-13D9-4DDA-9D24-0C767D6DDE53THE EMPTY BOX SYNDROME
Poem: “Empty Box”

The empty box syndrome is another name I give to that gnawing hollow feeling of “nothingness”, it is another term for low self esteem, depression and oppression which all have a multiplicity of roots. God is our healer through Christ, however this condition is often hidden even in churches and among Christians.

Many are unable to talk about their feelings or the “dark nights” of their soul because they are afraid of being judged and rejected.
Let us be open and I pray that we will all have at least one person who we can pour our hearts out to if need be and seek prayer and counsel from because therein begins the healing process.

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