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RACHEALGRACE ADAMS ~ POETRESS

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THE LAST LEAF ALWAYS IS THE BEGINNING
We watch life pass through many eyes. A baby’s first grab at a toy, that first step full of wonder and joy, eyes twinkling, cheeks grinning. The wonder of that first bicycle ride, oh the pride. Schools, grades, playgrounds, parades, friends, graduations; girlfriends, boyfriends, the engagement and then the big day!
Seasons of life pass year after year, some wear bright colors; some fade into all sorts of hues. These are the times our leaf’s change!
Can you remember the bright hope of youth? The wondering will that tiny new life wear pink or blue? Another cycle of life begins and ends, both with no set of rules.
Some grow achieving great heights; never as high as an oak or elm; both through their lives break bones or branches. Some heal, hardly a scar; others wounded beyond repair. Crippled, crumpled, raggedy, wrinkled, still sprouting new lives; tiny leaves struggling to survive another season of life!
For some like blossoms you’ll find yourself bursting with joy only to be cut down as though fire has destroyed paired trees. Pain so great you can hardly breathe through the smoke of dreams. God has brought you to your knees. Why you ask, begging until at last even knees give out, leveling you back to dirt to root again.
Barren, you’ve nothing left or so you think; it’s then and only then that silence begins. Quiet at first; then a silent crying screaming tears heard by no one but you and God. It’s only when you’ve crawled on your belly till it’s raw that your willing to listen to God at all. Here is where healing begins; sap dry’s on tree trunks, tears dry in one’s heart; here is the true reality that all are of God’s making. There in is lays the birth of the last leaf is the new beginning.
It’s in the knowing that a child was born who gave his life that I would live. It was never said no one would suffer in this life. It was said that in faith he who died for me gives me eternal life. I pray that I’m worthy of this sacrifice.
The last leaf IS the new beginning.

Rachealgrace Adams…..12/14/10…..(c)……….


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FROM WHERE ALL ANSWERS COME ~
Living in faith and prayer, we walk under the wings
of our Lord learning what faith truly means.
Full of twist and turns; valleys, hills and potholes along the way,
never a straight path.
We search for answers alone in quiet places; often the quiet so loud
we can’t hear ourselves think!
Don’t leave me in this darkness;
can’t someone hear my cries?
What happened in this struggle to live?
And the Lord answered!
You didn’t choose me, I chose and appointed you that you
should go, bearing fruit; and your fruit shall remain.
John 15:16
Rachealgrace Adams……..2/16/11………..(c)…………………………

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CREATIVITY

Our creativity as well as our spirits make us all well-rounded human beings. As children many of us entertained fantasies of artistic goals. Some received enough encouragement to develop ablities in these creative arenas; our inner spirits helped us along the way when we allowed them. Sometimes circumstances could have been beyond our control encouraging unconscious acts of self-sabotage. Being creative can be scary in a world that seems to value logic over imagination, practicality and dreaming. I choose to reclaim my dreams. My spirituality is my own, allowing me to reclaim any obstacles, like I'm too young or too old or don't have time.

The truth is, it's never too late for me to pick up my pen! My God is my INK ~ taking me to places where fear wanes in power....

Each creative act I take, brings me deeper into a realm of beauty. A realm I've every right to claim!



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10/02/2024 20:49:37

Welcome to October already!

"Where does the time go?

Where does the love that's lost end up? ( I want to know)

Where do the years run so fast? 

Burton Cummings 




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