Saturday, March 5, 2016

From Darkness to His Light ~A Poem by Geannie Powell

photo by James D. Williams

From Darkness to His Light.
By Geannie Powell

I’m sitting here feeling sad and blue,
Unsure of what next to do.
Intellectually I know,
God is in control. 

He will bring me safely thru.

It’s these pesky emotions that get in the way.
They keep me from having a bright, cheery day.
They take me down so low,
Up is the only way to go.

But it’s so dark, I cannot find my way.

The Lord is my light,
From this valley of blight.
His truth I will follow,
In despair I’ll not wallow.

He will set my path aright.

When I’m filled with strife,
As oft happens in life.
I search to find the right way,
I recall what the scriptures say…

I am the truth, the way, and the life.

Life would be so much better if all,
On His righteous hope would call.
He is there for you, too,
Jesus will see you safely thru.

As He does for me, when on His name I call.

Monday, December 7, 2015

Reading this Blogged Book

Jean Ann, August 2015

It's been too long since I posted. After having health problems over the last year and with solutions to them, I'm now able to pick back up more of my writing duties.

I wanted to explain how to read this blogged book "God's Mercies after Suicide." For some it is understandable. But for others who are in fresh grief, I may need to explain.

Scroll down on the right side bar and under Blog Archive there are the month dates for when I started and concluded the book. If you go to March 16, 2015, this is the first post introducting "God's Mercies after Suicide." You may click on March 16, 2015 and read chronilolgically from there until the last post of Wednesday, August 5, 2015.

I'm still waiting to hear back from the publisher that is interested in publishing "God's Mercies after Suicide." It's my understanding the book is to begin the process of production in spring 2016.

I'll let you know when I hear for certain.

Until next time . . . know our God sees all which goes on and cares.

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Wednesday, August 5th~God's Mercies after Suicide:Blessings Woven through a Mother's Heart~Conclusion

Me and Jim in a rare happy moment a year after Joshua's death
“He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.”
-Psalm 91:4

Dear Reader,
It has been over a decade since Joshua died by suicide. What I have learned so far is that God will never leave me. Horrific things happen, but that does not mean God forsakes us in the difficulty. As I’ve shown you through the true account after the loss of my son, the Lord has weaved blessings through my heart to ease the sorrow.

Living in the house for four more years after Joshua’s death was the hardest part next to the loss of my son. I truly believed I would not survive. I had many serious talks with God, asking Him why He was making me stay in the home where Joshua died. It’s a true saying that God’s timing is always perfect, and the day came when our house sold and we could move.

God allowed me to teeter on the edge before our house sold, and one bleak night I almost joined Joshua in death. But something stopped me from ending my life. That something is called LOVE, God’s love. And afterward, as I lay in my bed sobbing the rest of that night, the stubborn part of me was emptied out with every teardrop.

I surrendered my spirit to God.
I understood later that He could then begin to reshape me. The woman God has wanted to me to be—me needing Him for everything. A new me: A not-so-capable, not such a know-it-all Jean, but a simple Jean.

I’m now a woman who prays without ceasing—meaning, off and on throughout my days.

What has gotten easier over the years is the grieving. Now I don’t cry all the time, even though my heart still aches for Joshua. Often, I can even talk about him without sobbing. What is still the same is my heart knows when I wake each morning that someone special is missing in my life. That my world still doesn’t feel right.

Even that pain gets less and less, dear readers, for each morning before I rise, I count the blessings God has given to me while I meet Him with a prayer on my lips.

God bless each of you who took the time to read parts of this book. My hope is that these words have blessed you and helped you to grow in our Lord.

In the near future, at God’s timing, this book will be published. Please join me in prayer for this story’s upcoming project.

Thank you, holy Father. In Jesus’s name, I’m grateful.

He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt though trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.”
—Psalm 91:4