• Poetry

    She Is You…

    SHE IS YOU She has been knocked down quite a few times. She has lost sight of the joys along this climb. She dusts off her knees and finds the courage to RISE. She looks not to what is seen, but the unseen, opening her spiritual eyes. And for the first time she feels a glimmer of hope. And for the first time she feels like she can actually cope. She is no longer blind to the truth. The freedom she is living is the undeniable proof.   She is completely forgiven; She is outrageously loved in this life that…

  • Jen's Jesus Journey

    A Piece of Chocolate Cake

    I felt the Lord say to me, that what I did in talking about cleaning up my diet and getting more proactive on an exercise regime, was just the same thing as my ex did when he talked about quitting…

  • Destinee's Devotionals

    How to Forgive a Toxic Person

    Forgiveness is healing to YOUR soul. Unforgiveness will single-handedly assassinate YOUR character. Unforgiveness will keep YOUR growth stunted. Unforgiveness will block YOUR purpose. You will never reach victory while remaining a victim...

  • Jen's Jesus Journey,  Poetry

    Darkness & Light by Jenne Brown ©

    In hours between dusk and dawn When minds are weary and drawn, When souls are meant for sleeping Crackling light comes streaking. Illuminating dreams with eerie shadows, Pounding sounds of battle’s bellow.   Too soon a banshee shrieking Bursts upon…

  • 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…

  • Jen's Jesus Journey

    Praise

    When I praise God it takes my eyes off of my situation and places them on the majesty, beauty and supremacy of an omnipotent God... sometimes I need to position myself in a different way before him. I see the…

  • Jen's Jesus Journey,  Poetry

    Words by Jenne Brown

    Words. They fill my head. Every day. And I’ve given up On trying to record The lines That fill my mind. I see all the colors, And the faces of the people. And the places, The peeks into their souls…