Love Lost

From the moment she fell, she loved with a full and pure heart

Till pain and darkness tore her apart

Measured daily by her homemaking tasks-

Love by a measuring stick? Oh how would that last?

She held onto hope that again her heart would be filled

Time marched on...the hurt remained, still

Blame was placed always, such a heavy weight to bear

For if she did everything wrong, then why was he still there?

Crumbled on the floor, to God she cried out!

He opened her eyes, and erased her self-doubt

The path had to change to know love's truth as it should be

He stood firmly, choosing not to follow the change..therefore, she had to leave....

By: Jamie Campbell 

Wilderness

The "wilderness" is needed and a valuable place to realign our priorities, deal with our issues, regroup and refresh our spirit. 

But we weren't meant to stay in the "wilderness". At some point, we need to pack up our tent and move forward. 

Allow God to lead you to the promised land! 

Building My Wings

It's time to depart

Ole self-defeating friend

....a side of myself 

That just has to end

I grasped the carousel tightly

As we'd go round and round

You spoke such harsh words 

Yet no one heard a sound

I accepted the shackles

When I hitched that ride

In tow for the long haul

Losing my ability to decide

I fought you at first

Yet it was to no avail

Then came acceptance paired with denial 

Following on up the trail

I'm severing the grip

You've held tightly onto me

The doubt, the degradation 

Thinking I'm unable to lead

Now I'm reclaiming my identity

Just so you know

Gazing in the mirror, I say

This part of me has to go 

I'm free I think 

But wait! Not so fast

Be patient my dear

Wounds heal with time -though the pain won't last 

As I pray myself to sleep, I think

Tomorrow's another day-it's fine!

I'll just keep building my wings 

One feather at a time!

By: Jamie Campbell

Love Lost

From the moment she fell, she loved with a full and pure heart

Till pain and darkness tore her apart

Measured daily by her homemaking tasks-

Love by a measuring stick? Oh how would that last?

She held onto hope that again her heart would be filled

Time marched on...the hurt remained, still

Blame was placed always, such a heavy weight to bear

For if she did everything wrong, then why was he still there?

Crumbled on the floor, to God she cried out!

He opened her eyes, and erased her self-doubt

The path had to change to know love's truth as it should be

He stood firmly, choosing not to follow the change..therefore, she had to leave....

By: Jamie Campbell