Little one?

Everything inside me feels strange...
A bit ago, my maidenhood was stolen from me, and now it feels like there might be more going on than just that.  Never trust a guy with your heart who is only has eyes for your body.
If it is true, I know not how to tell everyone that the "good girl" has fallen from grace.  I know my mother would freak and turn on me... she has more than once for other mistakes.
"Father, I know I have sin.  Forgive me!  If I am a mother to be, let me be a good one to my Kelly, be it a girl or boy..."

~ Morria

Battles...

Awake and arise oh sleeper, for the year of thy mourning has passed from thy gates!!! Arise again unto thy callings and be renewed!

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Why do I feel like my soul is ripped in 2?  Everything comes against me  at once, yet I strive to hold my ground, as a good warrior.  But I am beaten to the ground, broken and crying.  Why Lord must all these things happen?  I just do not understand!  Yet still to You do I cling... what other chance of making it is there?

The tides turn, some of the battles lessen, while others do intensify... A warrior am I, and a warrior I will stay... "Oh, Father, put some balm upon my wounds that I might carry on!  Help me find the journey-task!"

~ Morria

The Gypsy Goth Gal

PEACE....
now that is a word that use to be so easy for me to explain.  Life was good.  I knew where I belonged in those days.  Well, at least in terms of at my church.... took me years to find out I belonged reaching out the the youth.

UNREST...
O, my soul is restless!
I know it now.  I have the restless, wandering spirit of the Irish missionaries and gypsies of old.  I knew by now I would be preparing to leave home.  I knew it when I was 16.  I wish I had listened to myself better.  LOL! Oh to wander the open lands, going where He sends me!

PAINED...
The Sorrow and Loss of the past year, the Year of Sorrow, have left it's bitter scars.  Death, losses, unwise choices, bitter wounds, and lessons learned. I may not be strong yet, but I am stronger from these trials.  I am not praying for this life to be easy, just for the strength to make it.

ACTION...
With this all summed up, I am starting to really prepare and pack today.  My goal? That I might be able to give up  all that which is no longer needed or useful for the journey.  My time in Kansas is over... No matter how much longer I physically stay, I will live as if I am a visitor, a gypsy goth on the way to their next stop.

Father to You this Life, I commit!

~ Morria

Bad Health...

Things are easing a bit as I realize I have been running from the reality of my mom and grandma's bad health and the news that keeps pouring in over that. My health is not good either, and I have been doing stuff to make it worse, and extra stress is what I don't need... hospitals, doctors, and unknown meds freak me out...

My friends, thank you for your prayers.  I don't know how I would go on with out your prayer support.  True, I am trying to use my limited knowledge of herbs to aid us, but prayer help most of all!

~ Morria

Peace...

Peace at last floods my soul.  My searching heart rests at last.  Praise GOD for His mercies, for they are new every morning.  Illness comes and goes, yet I rest in the hands of He who created me.  He is my healing balm.

Who knows what the road a head holds?  Lord, show me the journey-task!

~ Morria

Journey to Kansas City

I am going to Kansas City today, fun and shopping!!!  ^_^  Wish Bev and Rayne could be here, but we shall talk via phone.
My poor health remains.  My body is weak, though my mind is alive and my spirit souring.  There is so much I am to do for God while I am here; 'tis time to get started. Enough moaning about.  'Tis time!!!

~ Morria

Journey to Wisconsin - Part 2

Well, the trip to Wisconsin was awesome! Matt and I had so much fun together.  I cried after we said our final good-byes. :(  I would not trade that trip for anything.  At last I got some open road and a plan under my wings.

Even better is this sweet freedom of the soul that I thought was far beyond my reach.  I am Morria totally for the first time.  May haps I am a gypsy gal?

~ Morria