Virtuous cycles
Golden dreams liquidity
Abundant living
Tag: harvestandplenty
5.8
Thankful to know wind
Sharing the sunset’s cool breeze
Thankful to hear wind
2.2
When to grow patience
A souls daily exercise
Essential virtue
9.7
Sounds of quiet dives
The belly flops of turtles
Into a fish pond
1.9
air fryer, adore
Air fried egg to boiled egg
No water added
19.
Heard leaves and winds sing
Lactic acidic strains
A walk in the park
Joy Writer. Joy Rider. Joy Fighter.
Joy is described as the fruit of the Spirit, and as I am a believer, this means it is a deep, abiding, and abundant gift that comes from God. It’s not just about fleeting moments of happiness, but a lasting sense of contentment paired with peace that fills my heart. This kind of joy is a reflection of my walk, a spiritual quality that relieves and helps me see the beauty and grace in the life God has written for me. When I cultivate joy as a fruit of the Spirit, it transforms my perspective, allowing me to experience a profound sense of healing, connection, and liberty. In Galatians 5:22-23 (KJV) it states, “But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such things there is no law.”
AGAINST SUCH THINGS THERE IS NO LAW.
Embracing joy as a fruit of the Spirit also means that it’s nourished by a relationship with His Majesty. It’s not always about having everything go perfectly; rather, it’s about a learned radical belief that understanding the liberty of living and walking in the spirit will harvest love and worship unto God. This joy is resilient and enduring, providing strength and hope even in challenging times. It’s a beautiful reminder that God is actively at work, and soon the spiritual richness and fulfillment of God’s promises will manifest through every part of life.
Just Benny Bennasi.
cinema featured on a five by seven screen
how do you rid of remnant memories
how can i occupy that space
the space that fills my mind
my mind up of remnant memories
remnant memories that still remain
the ones i can’t seem to erase
the ones remaining in my mind
how do you rid of remnant memories
the ones inside my head
to replace with bigger pictures
while im waiting
to clear up that space
ill be occupying the time
with remnants of memories
the man in the tailored black suit: The Coat
strange women use propaganda
gentlemen use proper gander…
he’d heard reckless things bout sista, the “oooooh i can’t stand hu’h!”
his conditioned heart felt the fire in those words and how it made sista quiver
he takes off his tailored black coat, hands it right to her….
and sista turned to gold…
because
I am a 5’7 Novice professional.
The dreamers visionaire.
A visionaires dreamer.
Millennia renaissance woman, i think.
Mother of 3.
An On Demand, anime, and Netflix binger.
Podcast junkie.
Jackie of some trades
Tacooooo 😮 savvypreneur, but only for taco tuesdays.
Poplocker in my head.
Dance fever advocate for those who dance like nobody’s watching.
Like that time my son performed what I assumed to be an eight count of moves he’d made up while we waited for his name to be called at the doctor’s office.
With a room full of people the only person who cared to join him was the nurse who’d politely welcomed us when we’d entered the door.
They had the moves.
Entertained, I cheered them on.
I was the hype woman.
Kim's Organized Cluttr 