Jen's Jesus Journey, Poetry

My Best Friend

When no one saw the tears I cried, God’s hand wiped the tears dry.   When no arms reached out to hold, God’s arms were tight to enfold.   When loyal friends could not be hailed, God’s promise to remain never failed.   God’s shoulders have felt my tears, And God’s ears have known my… Read More My Best Friend

Poetry

Escape © by Jenne Brown

Escape © by Jenne Brown   It’s been too long a winter, too long bleak. Memories of sun and green grown weak. In shadows the sun has lurked, For longer than my mind can search.   Too cold and blustery to venture outside, I spend an endless winter locked inside. March comes with slight relent… Read More Escape © by Jenne Brown