voice of the unborn child

Rain’s Voice

Can you hear the voice of the unborn child

Unwanted, discarded, and sometimes reviled


An immature fetus without a grave

Never heard the story Jesus saves

A tiny soul lost to tomorrow

Without the experience of earth’s joy or sorrow


The angels look and sigh

The tiny voice cries

But mama can’t hear

So mama never answers.

Share The Message

Rain’s Voice

I came to earth gave you all that I had

Taught you all that I knew

Held nothing back from you

I fed you with heaven’s multiplied meals

Touched your scars so you can see them heal

At my command your brother rose from the dead

And your uncle with legions; restored from inner hell

Your sister, whose condition was making her weak,

With a touch of my garment her issue did cease

I spat in your father’s eyes, he saw men like trees


Then saw men as they were meant to be

And so your my witness in all the earth

Share the message of the virgin birth


So men will know the truth

My life…

My death…

was a redemption

for you.

Depression in the pandemic

So today is perhaps my thirtieth day of officially being quarantined; honestly, I’ve lost count. It is enough that I’m constantly referring to my phone to recall the day of the week, for the longer I am in quarantine the more the days just seem to blur together …composed of uneventful routines. How many times can one wash the dishes or wipe down counters without feeling utterly bored and unproductive?! It is this idle time that gives leeway to dark contrary thoughts of financial woes, governmental conspiracy, emptying supermarket shelves, rising death tolls, etc.

How can one hinder the stressors of our present state living situation from becoming overwhelming and falling into a state of depression when the news and social media is constantly giving stats on the rate of illness, reporting the number of deaths, and showing pictures of cars lined up at a food bank waiting to get something to take home to their families?! On top of this, there is an increase in individuals loosing their source of income and the unemployment telephone number is constantly blaring busy signals: making it impossible for someone to file or claim unemployment benefits. For anyone who experiences anxiety and is prone to depression, there is a constant warfare going on in the mind. I daily …hourly …moment by ‘hand ticking on the clock moment’ have to remind myself this is not the end. This is an event the world is experiencing together and even in the darkest moment of doubt, I AM NOT ALONE!

If you are going through anything similar to what I am experiencing, then trust you have others who completely understand the waking up in tears, the night sweats, the inability to fall asleep, the worrying over how bills will get paid, and how this ‘April’s distance equals May’s existence’ will truly impact our kids’ education …I get it! We are in the same boat and WE WILL GET THROUGH THIS TOGETHER!