• ShilohRose77©️

    “ Where the is anger, there is always pain underneath” -Eckhart Toole

    If I had to label a weakness of mine it is unbridled passion, that often leads to anger. I am truly just a passionate, enthusiastic, and highly sensitive person. My anger once unleashed is often very hard to control, and I think “Who is that?” I don’t know that woman! I truly have to get away to gather myself because I cannot let it control me! Have I failed at controlling it? Yes!

    Anger is a secondary emotion it’s usually another emotion such as hurt, grief, sadness that are triggering anger. I have been angry for as long as I can remember. I was a child that grew up in some tough situations for someone so young. I couldn’t even express these emotions and they often became buried. I was seeing a lot of violence at home, and I would go to school and hit other kids if I felt provoked. By looking at me, no one would know what laid beneath my calm surface.

    I quickly learned to start hiding my anger because I did not want to get in trouble. My true nature was not a violent one, I would internalize more and more. It made it hard to say no to people, and I often would have stomach aches as a teen. I think that was anxiety but I didn’t know what was causing it. I made it through middle and high school, yet there were a few times I was in trouble and got into fights but thank God nothing too serious. I also picked up smoking weed, because it helped me feel calmer.

    I look back at this young woman who really needed to unpack some of those feelings but wasn’t sure who to confide in. When I was nine I met a girl at church, that loved to write stories and she sparked a creativity in me that I didn’t know I had! I started writing stories and journaling and it really helped me to put my thoughts onto paper. I always love to read anyway. However, my home life never got better and I think some things we just have to grow through. I couldn’t be the writer that I am without all these years of pouring out my feelings.

    “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you” -Maya Angelou

    There are some days that I cannot sleep because all of the words that are forming in my heart and mind. These moments of inspiration are hard to harness because they come and are often gone just as quick. If I do not happen to express myself through my emotions, then I will usually have very expressive dreams. Creative energy is a beautiful gift to me, it’s my beauty for ashes. When your voice has been silenced in frustration, writing soothes the soul.

    The vulnerability I feel even sharing this made me want to stop writing it, I turned on loud and angry music as a distraction. I still felt the urge to run from these feelings, it’s easy to hide in my room and let my thoughts linger on the pages. However, being open and sharing these things were harder than I expected. I guess that shows there is still room to grow in this area of emotions, that often lead me to anger.

    “My negative core belief that I am not important to anyone needs healing.” -Dwight Ratana

    Trauma comes in many forms, for me it was the things I saw, experienced, and was never able to let go of that kept me bound. Sometimes I can feel it strangling me in the night, the fitful unrest of a heart and mind torn. My heart wants to forgive and move forward but my mind wont let me forget! I am not sure what else to say so I will share a poem, I wrote in prayer late last night. These things are incredibly hard to share at times.

    Artwork from my local library: It spoke to me as if made for me.

    Vexation

    ShilohRose77©️

    This anger I’ve known it so long

    I tried to explain it but my words fell amongst dumb ears

    How can they hear the depths of my soul?

    Only Jesus himself has survived the tale

    A pain buried beneath a smile

    Utter confusion at the blackness around my heart

    Who is this woman?

    I know her not

    That cannot be me, weak and sad

    I must get even, for I am mad!

    Like a small child, I yell

    Won’t someone listen?

    This Jesus, says he knows me and loves me the same

    He’s heard my story in the silence

    I screamed it too

    I wrote it down and burned it

    I prayed it aloud

    The dreams haunt my nights

    How do I escape her wrath?

    I tried to save her

    Let’s make amends now

    Forgive me dearest

    I’m sorry you hurt

    We can do this, you must forgive

    Let the past fall at our sides

    They can’t take what we have been given

    A new thing has sprung forth

    This love we cannot explain

    Gave us hope, and changed our name

    Jesus, friend of sinners

    A friend of the lowly

    He’s not like them, me, or you!

    The way to a new place, not a location but a state of mind

    Peace for your heart

    Here we are safe

    Lay down what plagues you

    This anger let it be replaced

    Cast it away, take hold of amazing grace!

    You ached for every time your heart broke,

    and on your words you choked

    Bitter was the taste of regret upon your lips

    Rage became the voice in the night

    I never gave up, I stood up in the fight

    Why you and chose me, I still can’t get

    Upon tear stained cheeks

    He kissed a promise of new life

    Finally a place to call home,

    you are my shelter, my shield and buckler

    My Holy defender, mighty and true

    Here take my heart, what is left at least

    You take the anger and restore my peace.

    Thank you for reading, and I hope that you leave inspired and have a great day!

  • ShilohRose77©️



    She was like music the subtle way she moved

    Through time and space unaffected by my gaze

    As if only she existed in a realm of her own

    Will she ever notice me, a stranger craving her touch?

    She is high everyone beneath her, a noble beauty

    She was like laughter,a giggle in the darkness of night

    Sounds I never heard escapes her lips and I want more

    To dance to her melody, taste her smile

    I need her, God how I need her

    How many years have I travelled to find her?

    If she only could see me

    If her eyes should meet mine will she feel what I do?

    She was like oblivion

    without knowing it and here I am obsessing

    Come and be my whole world

    My muse, the bane of my existence

    Without her I am nothing

    I follow her dance to the great river

    I peer into the depths and see

    That all along she is me

    Oh how I missed her, long lost friend

    Awakened to new life, born again

    She is like music the sound of redemption

    The missing part of me

    I found you dearest

    Never will I loose you again

    This I promise you

    She is Me and I am you.



    Photo of Me

    “To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.” -Oscar Wilde

  • ShilohRose77©️

    “Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness.” -Desmond Tutu

    This past Friday, I decided to take a little time out for solitude and enjoy the beautiful weather. There is a small park a few miles from my house, that I really like because it has a nice walking path and playground, but my favorite thing is that it’s usually secluded. It is a very small town there and little traffic. This area is a real treat, compared to my busy neighborhood! I have missed going to this particular spot because we recently had some extensive flooding in my town and surrounding areas. This park has been flooded for several weeks now, so I was happy to see some of the water had receded.

    Then I excitedly put on my AirPods and turned on Apple Fitness, the app has guided walks that are pretty cool. They have famous people record sort of like a podcast while walking, and they tell stories and share music that they enjoy. I saw a guided walk with the actor Adam Scott, and chose to listen because I am watching a show with him in it right now. Adam told a story about being in New York during the blackout back in 2003.

    He said that when it occurred he came home to find all of his neighbors outside and people everywhere in the streets. He said that he was invited to join neighbors on the rooftops for drinks. He agreed, not wanting to sit in a dark apartment anyway. He said that as he ascended upon the roof that people began yelling and cheering, as if celebrating the darkness that surrounded them! This story touched me because I could see how the unity of that city, made a scary and uncertain time that much better.

    The picture of thousands of people in such a large city, celebrating the pause in the mundane. The human spirit is hard to kill, people can be very resilient when tested. It’s amazing what a person can live through. This event impacted Adam, he was able to be apart of something so much bigger than him. How many events in our lifetime have happened that we couldn’t control but were made stronger by it? As I listened to his story, I am looking at the waters left from the flood, it has made a pond in this grassy area. Some of the walking path is still completely under water.

    Photo by Me

    Nature is a force to be reckoned with. I found the covered pathway and this new small body of water, oddly beautiful. What are we really in control of I think to myself? I enjoyed looking and taking pictures. I see the water marks, debris, mud stains, snail shells it’s truly unique. As I am walking, I am remembering what the park looks like before the flooding. Before it was literally just a wide open, grassy field. The water even extends into the woods, I wonder how far back it goes?

    Photo by Me: The new pond

    Many questions begin forming in my mind. How long will the water be here? The sun was warm and the wind unusually strong. I watched as leaves floated on the water, I feel God here. Our little plans are often change by unseen circumstances. It is essential to remain flexible in this life. I wonder what this piece of land looked like two hundred years ago? I have lots of questions, I ask God “What’s next for me?” My own world seems so uncertain right now. My plans seem futile to the grand scheme of God’s will.

    In prayer, I voiced my frustrations with this current season of life and I asked God to show me how he is at work. That’s when the strong urge to come to this particular park came to me. I sort of wonder was this his answer? Things change, and what we know sometimes doesn’t look the same. Familiarity the disease of the complacent. Then I decided to sit on a bench and rest in the warm sun, I saw two ducks in the water. They have a new place and fresh water to enjoy. Unlike me, they are not worried.

    This change in environment did not throw them off. I wonder how far they travelled to reach this new opportunity? God spoke this to my heart, “What we see as devastation is provision for someone else.” The God that makes rain in the dry places. The flood water here was at least 2.6 ft deep because you could see the picnic table was submerged, based on debris all over it. Notice these pictures are after some of the water has receded. I am unsure of just how deep it was, just guessing. Like all of us I am searching for something. I want answers to life’s mysteries, what is the BIG PICTURE? I feel like I know so much and yet I also feel like I know nothing.

    Photo by Me

    Life is so intricately connected and as the years go on, I see little glimpses of what it’s all about. Yet still so many questions remain unanswered. At times God feels so close and others he feels distant. I have often yelled out “Where are you?” As if I can demand the God of ALL, to be at my every whim and a call. However many times he does show himself but it’s usually in ways that I don’t expect. Sometimes God shows up as a kind stranger, a random act of kindness, a gentle whisper inside myself, a storm, a warm breeze or in the darkness. He is wherever YOU are my friend.

    “Oh ye of little faith,” he must whisper. “If I said I will never leave you, why are you always searching?” “Hush now, I am here.” I say the same thing to my daughter, “Mommy, is here, it’s okay.” As if she needed reminding, may be you needed reminding Jesus is here, and available to us. I left the park feeling at peace, I felt loved, reassured and stronger than when I had come. I was a storm of emotions. I cried when I saw those ducks, so at peace and undisturbed by all the chaos of this world.

    On the ride home a song came on that said, “When I see a flood, you see a promise”. The song is “Know You Will by Hillsong”

    I cried again but tears of hope, that God is the one who sees (El Roi) and hears (Elohim Shama). Stay encouraged friends and Happy Reading!

  • ShilohRose77©️

    To be loved but not known is comforting but superficial. To be known and not loved is our greatest fear. But to be fully known and truly loved is well, a lot like being loved by God. It is what we need more than anything. It liberates us from pretense, humbles us out of our self-righteousness, and fortifies us for any difficulty life can throw at us. -Tim Keller

    To Be Known

    The art of being oneself

    a virtue lost amongst the plastic

    In the here and now, men are rewarded for their counterfeit

    To be known, the real you beyond a shell of falsehoods

    Let me see your unique beauty

    hear your heart resound

    From the shadows emerge

    lift your voice and be heard

    Do not fear your form

    for even the dust is sacred

    Of all the creatures on our planet

    you alone are of the most value

    The God of all, breathed into your lungs

    a breath of possibilities

    Rather than blend in

    shine little one

    for you belong on display

    A great masterpiece, a rare jewel

    loved beyond words

    To Be Known, to Him you Belong!





  • What is your middle name? Does it carry any special meaning/significance?

    On a beautiful Sunday in June I was born, it was thirty six years ago! My mother named me my first name after a little girl that she used to babysit when she was younger. My middle name came about because my dad wanted it to be Felicia but my mom hated that! I am grateful to her because I don’t love that name. They decided upon Alicia, as my middle name. However, the pronunciation can be two ways.

    Honestly, I am unsure of the original way they pronounced it but I assume that it is pronounced as “Alisha” but I have also said it was “Alicia” as the actress Alicia Silverstone. The duality of it is quite funny, because I am a Gemini as the world would say by birthday! I used to love horoscopes but as I have grown in wisdom, it is not important to me now. I just find it funny and will not engage in the foolishness of trusting an article to tell me about my day! But many would say that my belief in Jesus is foolish! To each his own, we all must find our own path.

    I was destined to be a follower of Jesus, and no matter how far I have ran, his goodness followed me. I truly believe that HE called me by name. My name fits me, and I like it. My parents gave me a pretty name, and the meaning of Alicia is: “noble natured or noble of kind”. The name is associated with noble birth and aristocracy. This name refers to a well off social standing, but that was not necessarily my life. I come from modest families that were blue collar people.

    However, one cool thing that I notice about the name Alicia, is that it has the origins of Old German, and coincidentally my father’s ancestors are German. It also means “exalted”, I think it is a fitting name for a first born daughter. Names are important and I think we should carefully choose names that represent what we desire to speak regularly over our children. I named my last two children much more carefully than my first.

    There is a particular authority that we have in naming someone or something, that goes back to the beginning. For example, when God told Adam to name everything. Names hold a certain air of authority, and sort of introduce a person before they are known. God also often changed the names of prominent figures in the Bible. The names associated with their beginnings being changed for their future is quite a transition. If we look at Jacob, whose name was changed to Israel; Jacob means “contender”, while Israel means “prevailed”.

    Upon a closer look you see that Jacob went from a man fighting for birthright, identity and purpose to a victorious and prosperous man! God changes our life and sometimes our name, because all of us are marked with sin. We have become identified by our shameful sins, such as “addict, poor, thief, lazy, whore, broken, depressed, anxious, etc. Only we know the weight of those words and which ones apply to our own circumstances. When we meet with God, as Jacob did in his personal journey he is forever changed. He wrestled with an angel, he was determined to become something more than a liar and thief. He wanted to be blessed by God and he fought for it!

    I have worn many labels in my lifetime, but the greatest names that I will ever answer to are Redeemed, Chosen, Child of God, Daughter of the King, and that will be all that matters in the end. I will never forget my humble beginnings but I am striving to overcome every obstacle and reach my potential, through the belief that I am more than just a name given. I have decided to live my life for something bigger than me. Thank you for reading, May your week be blessed and your joy be full! Happy Reading!

  • ©️ShilohRose77

    The way of the Lord I may not know, his ways so unlike my own.

    I stumble forward as he gracefully and confidently proceeds on!

    The love He gives unfailing and pure, Oh how I long to be more like you!

    Help me to be confident in every step, surrendering all until there’s nothing left.

    I often wonder where you are and yet you never left at all, it was me that was lead astray.

    I am consumed by my need to control, why can I not allow you to just guide me?

    Why am I hiding?

    What am I afraid of?

    I suppose I fear that you wont love me if you really see me?

    Unfathomable…

    “Love involves a peculiar unfathomable combination of understanding and misunderstanding” -Diane Arbus
  • The Sky in all its Glory

    Hi, it’s me lol I feel like I should reintroduce myself as I have taken quite a hiatus from writing my blog! So many times I felt the urge to write and yet I stayed silent, and the days passed me by. The holidays are really taxing for me, and I have been trying to get back into a rhythm but life still keeps getting faster! So then I decided this morning as I awaken full of thoughts, to make time to enjoy the stillness of this beautiful morning. It is 4:25am here, my five children are sleeping peacefully my husband amongst the crew, snoring loudly lol! This is just the right time!

    Oh how I have missed you all here on this platform, you guys are so inspiring and bubbling over with creativity. You all make a book loving, all things words adventurer, and a lonely housewife feel a lot less alone! Thank you for doing what you do so well! I pray that you all are well and gearing up for spring as I am! If you are still in the cold and dreary wherever you live, I hope you are staying warm and enjoying the present.

    My most cherished friend, is a pen and paper! How I have missed letting the words flow, and come to life! I was destined for words, and God gave me a talent to express myself pretty well. I often get so frustrated with my husband who cannot share his thoughts or convey his feelings and I think what a shame! I am rarely without words, but I know silence is golden and it is necessary. For me, I seek to learn balance to know best when to speak and when to share. Some things truly are better left unsaid!

    In this moment, I want to tell you about a wonderful experience I had over the weekend! If you are familiar with YouVersion Bible app, you may already know about this event called Gather25. I was doing my quick daily verse and I saw the reminder about this particular online event, I wasn’t sure what it was going to be about. All I knew was that it was mentioned a few months ago and I wanted to know more. Well as I said, I got on there and they said that it was kicking off that evening at 7:00pm. They said that it would be a global gathering all over the world of Christian believers. I knew I needed just that type of thing right now.

    Immediately I texted my husband and told my children that we would be tuning in and see what this was all about. I am so grateful that we did because it was truly amazing! The United States kicked off the event it was to be a 25 hour, online revival of with all seven continents! All the saints to be gathering for worship, prayer, repentance, and commissioning for what God has for us next! I have never seen anything like this it was all these countries coming together sharing what God is doing in their churches and in their country.

    My family and I were deeply moved to hear their stories of faith and revival spreading throughout the Earth! God’s children awakening and coming together in new ways to share his goodness with the lost, and dying world. I was determined to stay up long as possible Friday night so that I would not miss it! God knows my weary heart needed revival! What a faithful GOD! I was glued to the screen from 7pm to 5am! I sang, prayed and repented my little heart out and the only thing I regret is that I cannot stay up 24 hours anymore lol! I was sad to finally call it quits at 5am. However after a 3 hour nap I was right back tuned in and it was just incredible!

    The songs in all the different languages, the beauty of all of God’s children worshipping him from their hearts. I cried tears of true joy, as I saw a glimpse of heaven. Every tribe, nation and tongue represented together, standing on one accord! When the church comes together WE bring the house down! The Spirit of God was so heavy that my knees were weak I couldn’t stop trembling in the power of HIS GLORY! I thought my God THIS is what the world needs! They need to put aside the differences and get on the same page and let God move on our hearts! It is still available for people to go and check out the services at Gather25.com, I encourage you to watch it.

    Disclaimer: If you are too good to give God the praise it won’t be for you, but if you are a wretched sinner like me, looking to be refreshed in your spirit go and check it out! It has truly blessed my soul and renewed my vision! God is still in the saving business and the distractions of this world, do not change his vision! As his child, I am compelled to share my faith more and to align my life better for his will and his glory! God alone can make our world whole again! However as a sojourner in a foreign land, I am looking for a heavenly home with JESUS! Won’t you join us?

    I pray that your week is filled with unexpected blessings and signs of God’s great love for you! Until next time friends, God bless!

    Go therefore and make disciples of all nations baptizing them in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Matthew 28: 19-20
    (THE GREAT COMMISSION)

  • “Sometimes, the most festive season can feel the loneliest, as the weight of expectations hang heavy in the air.”

    The Christmas lights are going up all around my city, the shopping, planning and gathering are happening. Tis’ the season? I know for many, this time of year can bring mixed feelings. There is always so much to do, that it can be overwhelming. Often our time is divided between families, work, friends, and it leaves little time for rest or alone time. We love being together but sometimes we all need a moment to breathe. Have you ever felt the holiday blues?

    Another source of holiday sadness may be the feelings of grief, and how holidays are much different after we loose someone. I know for my family, there will be a huge hole in our hearts as my cousin Jasmine passed away a few months ago. She so loved Thanksgiving because she loved to eat and cook! I saw on social media her mom has already started baking her desserts for the big day. I can imagine the mixed emotion of trying to be strong and still be the patriarch of the family and wanting to break down with sadness. Holidays and the traditions we all carry are often changed greatly by the loss of someone. Grief is heavy, and it comes in waves. How can the Holidays we love so much bring pain?

    Then for families that are scarred by divorce, separation, unresolved conflict, miscarriage, foster care, homelessness, drug abuse, etc. The traditions can feel pointless at times, and sort of empty. We so want to control every aspect of our lives and then there is something that shakes us to our core. We celebrate differently and try and make the best of hard situations. I know for me, my parents separated when I was around 9 years old, and even before the holidays were awkward for me. My mom had a falling out with my dad’s family and she wasn’t welcome to family holidays anymore, and my dad would continue his traditions with his family without her. I always felt sad leaving my mom home alone on holidays. So many holiday memories filled with regret. I wasn’t old enough to process these things until now. Why do we hold so tightly to traditions?

    As I have aged, I realize that every year, I feel a bit of sadness. I used to think it was about money, or overstimulation. However, those are just a small percentage of the blues for me. I finally realized these emotions were there all along, holidays without my mom, and now she doesn’t even celebrate any holidays. She used to try so hard to make things perfect for my sister and I but I believe she just lost hope. Now that I have my own children, I realize that it’s so important to remember that they are watching everything. That tight knit families are necessary, we must remember all that we can accomplish through love and unity.

    Some of us may need to forgive past hurts and wrongs so that there can be unity among the family. Forgiving someone that does not deserve it can be hard but living in isolation, resentment or rejection are not worth the energy. Trust me I am still working on this part of the healing the holiday blues! I am not here to judge, just share a few things that I have learned and experienced. Forgive them, release yourself. Love without regret.

    Nowadays when I think about my mom, spending these holidays alone, I feel sorry for her but I also understand. I try and remove the blame and realize that pain changes people. The boundaries that some people build around themselves can be high, but we can be patient and accept their wishes. I know in many families there is a great pull between the in-laws and the immediate family, both wanting time with their loved ones. However, we often find ourselves splitting up the days, weeks, or even hours to share in the traditions with both sides.

    I can be the first to admit how exhausting that can be! Many people are learning to set boundaries with pushy family members that don’t understand the struggle of sharing holidays. I too have had to do that as well, starting this year! I told my husband’s family that we cannot do three Christmas’s on Christmas Day anymore, it’s just too much. I would feel worn down and out of the Christmas spirit by the time I would make it home. The rushing, the barely being able to have a conversation, the keeping up with all the gifts and trying to figure out who they were even from was just chaos. It made me feel like I was just on autopilot, I never could even play with my children and their gifts because of all the busyness.

    The beauty of the holidays are supposed to be a relaxing time of rest, reflection, and focused time with family. We must learn to bring back slow rhythms that just flow and are not forced. I believe that we all are searching for genuine interactions, and to truly be seen and heard. It’s really hard when life is moving faster than we can keep up, with too busy schedules. Breathe, friend you have purpose and you matter. Your mental health is important and be damned who does not honor that! Take the time to love yourself this year too. How can you slow down this season, and cherish all your memories?

    Let’s not forget this season can be full of beauty, magic, and so many wonderful things. We can learn to use our life lessons to inspire and uplift. The blessing of this writing community, it gives us a place to share our thoughts, emotions, and interact with others. I am thankful that this community has given me a voice, a place to feel like I can offer something to the world.

    If you are experiencing any holiday sadness, I hope that you can find the grace, love, hope, forgiveness, unity and love that you need to get through it. Whether you will be alone, with a huge family, a small intimate gathering, or with strangers or friends; I pray it will be full of joy. May you find joy in the little things, another year coming to a close and you made it this far! You matter, you are loved, and you deserve to smile. Remember it’s okay to set boundaries, choose not to celebrate, go big or lay low; do what’s best for you and yours! God loves you! Happy Holidays!

    “And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body. And be thankful.” Colossians 3:15

  • “The quieter you become, the more you hear.”-Ram Dass

    ShilohRose77©

    Today, I decided to go slower, to be quieter. Lately life has been way too busy and I have been feeling exhausted and numb. However, today I am committed to doing things slow and being at peace with myself. I give myself space to just be. My worth is more than the tasks that I accomplish. I hope you all have an amazing day! Happy reading, love and blessings to all! I wrote this little poem as I sat listening to what was on my heart and mind.




    I spill these words on paper to absorb my pain
    Take it from me, I leave it between the pages
    I lay it down for someone else to heal from
    I don’t want to carry it anymore
    Set me free from the need to be loved
    I rather not have a heart
    The pain is deep, why do I care so much?
    When I give I don’t want to expect
    I desire a love that is pure
    I want romance, a gentle touch, a clean heart
    To love without fear or regret
    That would be grand, someone that I can trust
    The walls are tall around my heart
    I let them in and I get hurt,
    Why should I?
    I don’t want to be hurt
    I want peace
    I crave the quiet but invite the noise
    Let me be calm.

  • ShilohRose77©

    Photo: Pexels Free Library

    “Someone is sitting in the shade today because someone planted a tree a long time ago.” -Warren Buffett

    My time will come

    In the shadows I remain

    When my name is called I will emerge

    From the shadows to shine forth

    The light always surrounded me

    Time is of the essence

    Darkness engulfs the land

    My dreams dashed for a better vision

    The King of my heart knows my fate

    I will stay in the shade awaiting his glory

    The darkness cannot interpret the light

    This light, let it grow, let it burn

    My King, My God, thy will be done

    The need to be seen consumes a generation

    More and more their light is dimmed

    With every promise to be the given a name

    Denying the adoption from the Father of Lights

    A day emerging for the children of God

    To be revealed like the dawn

    For what is hidden a great reward

    The last will be first, the wrong made right

    Justice for all, a crown of life

    Don’t let the masses trick you into selling out

    Keep your dignity, stay true to yourself

    For what is done in the dark will always be seen in the light

    It was in the shadows, I found my unique glow

    Fame and fortune I have not but an endless flame I possess.