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“Come on,” the enemy whispers.“No pitchfork, no horns. See?I’m not as bad as they say,I promise you can trust me.I’ll show you what you’re missing:Luxury, glory, and fame,Everything your heart desires,With me, it’s all fair game.My motto goes like this,Simply put: You do you.But if you’d like it another way,‘Do what thou wilt’ works too.After… Continue reading Freedom (Poem by Erica Dansereau)
Laundry can wait to be folded Your books can wait to be read Dishes can wait to be rinsed But their souls can’t wait to be fed Little hands can’t wait to be held Adventure can’t wait to be found For they're only little a little while So mama, don’t lose any ground Keep your… Continue reading Dear Mamas
Your time. Your body. Your words. Your worship. Your marriage. Your family. Your life. Friends, there's an enemy looking to tarnish and desensitize you to the sacredness of every one of these things. Don't fall for it. Hold fast to God. Even if it means losing things along the way.
Grow me, strong and firm, as the hardy oak tree stands Mold me, soft and gentle, as the clay inside Your hands Bridle me, sober and discreet, as the dead broke horse Raise me, sure and mighty, as the waves that crash with force Sand me, smooth and even, as the timber in my room… Continue reading A daughter’s prayer
We are iron Our strength bridges mountains Together, in the heat That rains upon us from a summer sky We are unstoppable, that is Until the fever subsides and Clears your head The sustenance that maintains my blood Has tainted it now all the same As you leave me to stand alone The season moves… Continue reading We Are Iron (Poem by Erica Dansereau)
Let’s take a drive, away from it all. Just you and me. And when we get to where we are going, wherever that may be, Let’s take a walk, toward it all. With your hand in mine and nothing but fresh air, How about it, my love? Just you and me. And once we're there,… Continue reading Just you and me
Erica Dansereau 