By the Word Be Touched

<p>The outpouring of this poetry deep from within was cathartic and cleansing. Along the way I learned the difference between happiness and joy. I was happy for my sister when she gave birth to her beloved children but joyful when I was blessed by the birth of my own.</p><p>I was on a road to Damascus blinded by roots of bitterness of which I was unaware. As my eyes became unscaled it was sometimes frightfully overwhelming to look at the facts of my life.</p><p>Living in the peace beyond understanding is my daily state of being. I am anxious for nothing. I have come to truly believe that rejection is God’s protection for He knows where these feet should not tread. </p><p>I pray that these insights yield enlightenment to all who are touched by the words.</p>