valya430 Good things come to those that dream! - Sep 01 add/view comments (0)

It dared to be a nice day

The sun shone just enough

I had a truly good day

I felt free and loved

How could I have a good day

Can I ever be at peace

knowing I was having the time of my life

When GOD took you from me

Of course it's not about me

You suffered much too long

Your family and friends will miss you

For your children we'll be strong

I never thought you'd leave me

BUt I hold on to my... (continue reading)

My baby brother, Stuart Bowers, had a massive stroke and aneurysm at the same time wednesday morning. His is in very critical condition due to bleeding in his brain. I am asking all of you to please pray that my family is able to stay strong through all this so that we can support him, his wife and children and his grandaughter. My brothers and sisters are reeling behind this and we need the strength and peace only GOD can give us at this time.

I thank you all so much.

I have been sitting here all day pondering the difference a year has made in my life and truly thanking GOD for his deliverance. This past year has been one of the most challenging years of my life. Tests of faith, strength, mental fortitude have been a way of life for some time now but I have overcome.

At one point I was very ill physically and spiritually but I claimed healing and received it. I still must take my medication but I am healed to the point that no one would ever guess... (continue reading)

I have a question for all of you. Now that resurrection Sunday is over what are we gonna do now? Are we gonna go back to living our lives, thankful that CHRIST died but still living for ourselves?

I realized something this morning, not even a whole 24 hours after I came off my fast. I fasted, read, studied, fellowshipped and prayed for two whole weeks and almost immediately went back to cursing once it was over. I was cruising a board that I post to regularly looking for... (continue reading)

People really do read these things. What does that mean to me as a writer to know that someone actually reads and understands my work? That someone actually sees that I have put my heart and soul and spirit in each line? That I am posting snippets of my life in each and every blog entry?

It's the most wonderfully encouraging compliment I have ever received. To know that other people can feel what i am saying and see themselves in my words and experiences humbles me and makes me see how... (continue reading)

I have made another realization, no one ever reads profiles or journals online. Very few, if any, take the time to actually read what people are saying on their blogs, journals, profiles or anything that give you any insight into that person. That's the only way I can explain the amount of notes I get that have the lines "adult fun" or "hookup" in them. Understanding that "hook up" can mean different things I always ask for clarification before I refuse, which... (continue reading)