Lost Opportunities

The Lord brought this old poem back to mind this morning. I wrote this in 1984 when I was 34 years old. We lived in Raleigh, NC, at the time. Spring 1984 Lost opportunities to share His love, To touch a life, to show you care, Touch a hand, help mend a heart Broken down … Continue reading Lost Opportunities

The Walking Wounded

This phrase, “the walking wounded” came into my mind within the past few days, and it has stayed with me. I had some idea of what it meant, but not entirely, so I Googled it to find its meaning. And, I found these definitions:  “People who have been injured in a battle or major accident … Continue reading The Walking Wounded