Woman Praying




© 2013 by Jeanne E Webster. All rights reserved


A little whine

A wee bemoan

A sighed whimper

That’s all I’ve sown


The body rebels

Stabs my soul

Pains my mind

Make me whole


Gird my loins

Chin up, I say

Today’s gone

Another day


Hope lies there

Raw and bare

Through the fog



Rest in Him

Hand it o’er

Share the pain

Let it pour


Praise the Lord

Sing a psalm

Ask and seek

His sweet balm





NaPoWriMo     Day 29

But . . .Is It Good?



©Jeanne E Webster


Kindness sweetens life

As honey drips like dew

Upon the thirsty honey-comb of life.


Beautiful thoughts drown out pain

That tore through tender flesh

In the powerless moments of life.


A gentle touch, softly given,

Eases a distressed spirit

And empowers a healing balm.


Eccl. 12:13-14

“Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter.  Fear God and keep His commandments, for there is the whole duty of man.  For God shall bring every work unto judgment, with every secret thing, whether it be good or whether it be evil.”