(photo- of my babies when they were small)

Some things are never forgotten, laboring souls that go to church

because we didn’t know, how to fight tired nights with weary days.

or the systems of oppression-recession,

systems that knock us down to the date, they go w-a-a-y back,

systems that refuse to acknowledge more external,

as to the wisdom of God

the creator of all that is,

both in & out-eternal

Prayers flooding beneath the red cushion-stains

the brown and grey wooden Briar-patch

Attach to us the impossible,

Miracles so wide spread they reach even the dead

so let it be said ,

we got up and walked

walked on water

moved mountains

“stopped the mouths of lions”

turned our “waters into wine”

we “touched the hem of his garment”

we “laid down our burdens”

for the last time

kindness sister Krissy

5 responses

  1. knsander97 Avatar

    Beautiful πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

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    1. Visionariekind Avatar

      thank you Kat πŸ™‚ blessings to you, sister πŸ™‚

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      1. knsander97 Avatar

        πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

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  2. Maren Avatar

    Extraordinary … and yes! moving mountains.

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  3. somewhere_isolated Avatar

    So beautiful!! πŸ’— And thank you so much for checking out my page too🀎🀎🀎

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