by Pete Schipper | Nov 22, 2023 | Poetry
I Am . . . I am who I am. Sometimes it feels like it is not okay to be me, when I hurt and when I cry, when I am a child alone, unloved. That is how it feels . . . It is not okay to be me. It feels like I have to be someone else . . . but I don’t...
by Pete Schipper | Nov 22, 2023 | Poetry
Standing on the crumbling edge, I viewed the vastness of the Abyss with disbelief: this cannot be. Yet it was, and is. I had avoided this place for years. Fearsome place, I knew what it was, but now, I was here, watching the ones on the other side. ...
by Pete Schipper | Nov 22, 2023 | Poetry
Children are a gift from the Lord. Psalm 127:3 . “I’ll lend you for a little time a child of mine,” He said, “for you to love the while she lives and mourn for when she’s dead. It may be five or six years, or twenty-two...
by Pete Schipper | Nov 22, 2023 | Poetry
I Shall Not Pass This Way Again Eva Rose York I shall not pass this way again … Although it bordered be with flowers, Although I rest in fragrant bowers, And hear the singing Of...
by Pete Schipper | Nov 22, 2023 | Poetry
O Lord God, who has called us, your servants, to ventures of which we cannot see the ending, by paths as yet untrodden and through perils unknown: Give us faith to go out with good courage, not knowing where we go, but only that Your hand is leading us and...