• ** Reviewed,  Miscellaneous,  Poetry

    The Throne Room

    Sometimes when I pray I like to close my eyes and imagine that I’m seeing the throne room of God. I close my eyes and, without speaking a word a picture begins to appear. Soon it’s like I’m there and I’m no longer here. There before me are two giant doors, not to keep me out, but to welcome me in. I want them to open, I want to go through, But I cannot forget, my past sin. Without a word and without a sound, these doors begin to move. I feel like I should speak, I feel like I should prove that this Holy place is were I belong,…

  • ** Reviewed,  Poetry,  Portfolio

    Poem: Mom

    Nine months in the womb, you carried me through. Every breath that you took, I shared with you.   The miracle of birth, together all the way. From my first breath, still together today.   Motherly love, And such a caring voice. You knew right from wrong, but you gave me the choice.   Cause of all of your love, and all that you do. Our love and this day, we all give to you. Matt Norman Thanks for reading this post. I hope you enjoyed it. To ensure that you never miss a post subscribe using the space on the right side of the screen.

  • ** Reviewed,  Miscellaneous,  My Life

    I’m a Nurse

    I’m a nurse. I have seen many people die. I have watched husbands lose wives and wives lose husbands. I have watched children lose parents and, even worse, I have watched parents lose children. If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like being a nurse, this is what it’s like. In the midst of  all this, what keep us human? I have stood by while doctors gave a first time diagnosis of cancer, and I’ve seen the fear in the eyes of the patient and family. I have watched while a patient suffering a stroke cried with frustration at their inability to speak or move. I’ve held the hand of a woman…