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Welcome to the Streams of Comfort Blog! We are a Christian-based writing community that hopes to provide comfort through various creative streams. Each month we will have a topic that inspires our posts. Posts will include various types of writing, from poetry to short stories, and more. New posts will be available every Friday morning!…
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When I wrote this poem for water, I was unsure of the destination. I did not know where the poem was going or what facet of water it would explore. As I learned about the differences between watercolor and oil painting, it reminded me about how different the past us is from the new us…
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This is one of the first poems I ever wrote. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that the topic was water-related. Water, in the form of rain, has always fascinated me. The drops that feed our bodies, as well as our souls. Perhaps you dread those rainy days sometimes. I do too. Yet, rainy days…
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This poem contemplates both the chaos and hope water brings through the whimsical dialogue of two friends. I pray that you will be reminded of the hope we have in Christ as you think about water. “Mermaids are real,” my friend insists,As we lay down in the soft green grass,Gazing up into the bright blue…
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This month’s topic is water. From the grand ocean that licks our shores to the drops in our cups. That substance that begs questions of life, creation, and destruction. Water is everywhere and it is one of the few physical things that is always present no matter where you go. Even in the driest of…
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This post is the response to the previous goodbye letter. May we always spur on one another towards love and life, however broken our world and hearts are. When the rust and horror of this life scream at you to leave,I want you to come back.I always do.The God that made you makes no mistakes.But…
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This is a letter in which the speaker is struggling between choosing life or death. I hope it brings comfort to those who have found themselves in a similar place. The veil was thin today.My eyes could cut across too easily.My surroundings had become gray anyway.Nothing to see there.When I close my eyes, tortured dreams…
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A sparrow perched on the windowsill looks back at me,And before I could process what I was doing,I found myself taking small steps towards it.And as I got closer, I could see it had something green in its beak.The green object slowly began to take form with each step, until it became an olive branch.I…
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For the first two weeks I will be posting a short story I wrote titled, “These Colors Can’t Satisfy Me” in two parts. I hope you are encouraged! I look up at the wall and one thought encompasses my mind,“These colors can’t satisfy me”.I’ve taken to painting the wall these days,And you can often find…
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The topic for the month of February is suicide. This is a very sensitive and heart-wrenching topic that most of us have been affected by in some way. Either personally, or through the stories of those around us. I was inspired by the testimony of a mother who had lost a child in this devastating…
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