Prayers and Poetry

Prayers and Poetry

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Hello! Here's a collection of some of the poems and prayers I have written. Be blessed and inspired! PS: If you enjoyed reading this, please let me know by voting, writing a comment, adding this on your list, by sending me a message, following me, OR doing all of these (haha jk! it's up to you! ;p) You are beautiful and you are a winner! ♡♡♡♡
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Johanna Dumay came to the city chasing a better future, but what she carried with her was heavier than any suitcase-a heart of stone. Born from a broken home, her life was marked by disappointment, her dreams buried beneath years of loneliness and despair. In a nation that called itself "Christian," Johanna found no comfort-only deeper doubts. If God was truly loving, why had He let her world fall apart? With each passing day, her heart grew colder, her soul hardening into the very image of misery. And then-He showed up. An encounter she never saw coming begins to shatter the walls around her. The life she thought was meaningless is suddenly rewritten by grace, and every morning feels like waking into a miracle she never dared to hope for. This is the story of a woman once lost beyond saving-until love Himself found her. A story that whispers a truth many long to believe: no heart is too hard, no life too broken, no soul too far gone for God. --- "But Johanna-" her voice cracked with disbelief, eyes narrowing as if searching for the girl I once was, "you were the devil's darling all your life. What in the world happened to you!?" I drew in a breath, the weight of every scar, every midnight battle, every broken piece of me pressing into that single moment. "Jesus," I whispered, "Jesus happened to me."

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