Yvonne PatockAs the orange pink hue of the setting sun Paints itself across the greying sky I see the beauty God cannot disguise I know a love that cannot lie A sea of black engulfs the night And the stars appear to spread the...
I think that one of the hardest and yet, simplest thing to do is to tell the truth. It’s difficult because with honesty comes a great deal of vulnerability. This, in turn, means that you put yourself in a position of possible hurt. However...
I watched the sun as it slowly slipped from the edge of the earth, before plunging the world into darkness. I sat outside, my face upturned as I waited for dawn to break. Would it ever break? Would the bright rays of the sun paint the horizon in all...
God holds the steering wheel, but I can’t help but furrow my eyebrows and question the direction He chooses. “It’s too long a distance,” I point out, “and I’ll be the one that loses.” Yet, He carries on at a seemingly slow and agonizing pace. I feel...
Love knocks on my door before I saunter over to open. Wait, I say to myself, fear may be back, forcing me to reopen. So I hesitate, lest my poor heart be broken. Love knocks on my door once more, a little impatient and I’m torn in two. So...
Let’s talk about fear for a minute or two. Let us talk about the dreams it’s stolen and friendships it’s shattered in two. Yes, let’s talk about what makes us bristle and steel our spines despite the knowledge of what we ought to do. Do you...
He, just like Apostle Paul, considered himself a wretch. Yet, God extended his grace to him. Even in his deepest and darkest, God's grace, though unmerited and undeserved, just like anyone else who is saved, was granted to him. John Newton gladly...
It’s in my finality that I found You When You made my ending into a beginning And turned my closed book into a new chapter You took my pieces and put them back together A little differently, but a lot better So that I could resemble you, Lord...
My lungs burned from the inside restricting my breathing considerably. The air around me was suddenly thick and uncomfortable, welcoming a dizzy feeling that threatened to knock me out. My sobs come out in choked sounds, almost as if the air itself...
Written By Yvonne Patock The minute I walked through those doors, I started having second thoughts. My palms were clammy with sweat, announcing how nervous I was. I sat down, but kept fidgeting in an attempt to ward of the nervous energy that...