Pain and Prayer in Poetry

This poem is an acrostic of sorts. When I originally wrote it I titled it Prayer, but the acrostic letters that begin each stanza spell PAIN. It was written at a time I was in a lot of physical and emotional pain, and found that prayer was the best way to find relief, if notContinue reading “Pain and Prayer in Poetry”

Growth in the Troughs of Life

This post has been floating around in my head for almost two weeks now, and I had fully intended to post it here at Broken Believers last weekend, but just didn’t get it done. In retrospect, learning of the great trough our dear brother Bryan is going through, I realize that either I should haveContinue reading “Growth in the Troughs of Life”

Broken Prayers From the Edge

I lock the doors.  Close the curtains.  And let God have it. I clinch my fists in a maddening rage as my hands tremble violently.  Within moments, my fingers ache from the intense, white-knuckle tightness.  And my forearms cramp up.  The blood rushes to my head.  And my eyes burn and burn and burn from theContinue reading “Broken Prayers From the Edge”

Focus on a Known God

Note: I recently posted this on my blog, Linda Kruschke’s Blog, and right away I knew I needed to post it here at Broken Believers, too. I hope it will encourage many here. Some things in life are unknown. Right now I’m facing the unknown of health concerns. After multiple tests, doctors still don’t knowContinue reading “Focus on a Known God”