Some of the poems you read here come from my experience as a victim crisis
intervention worker and contain in some cases graphic description of the
pain I felt dealing with many different families. Nothing in these poems
identify any particular person. My sole purpose is to allow you to feel some
of the pain that happened in my community as I am sure it does in yours. It
is my prayer that some of what I say touches you, so that you in turn would
be motivated to touch someone today who in an urgent way could use your
GIVE YOURSELF AWAY!
From Despair to Hope
One day when driving to work I kept telling myself that God is in control but I didn't feel he was doing a good job of taking charge of things. I passed going to the office and drove down the Pulp Mill road when the sun and the mist rose over the river, I took this picture. It was like God saying if I am in charge of this - give it up and let me handle it. A very hard but penetrating message. t.r. As I was preparing this page to share with you, I somehow clicked on my picture and it turned into a frightening scene, a deep black hole. I won't begin to tell you why this happened but it is a very fitting description of my introduction pageJourney of Hope I called it "From Despair to Hope" "Despair Is The Negative Of Hope"