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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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This week Antoinette and I are tackling a distinct form of poetry: the Haiku. Traditional Haiku are nature focused, do not rhyme, and have a strict syllable count (5-7-5). It is surprisingly challenging to write with such strict rules, but for this week, we have decided to embrace it. As we finish our month of
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In this poem I wanted to talk a little bit about how we often try to deal with comparison. Blaming the uncomfortable and painful emotions we experience on fate. Something completely out of our control. When in reality these circumstances are caused by what we choose to focus on. I pray that the Holy Spirit
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This poem is inspired by a time when I was shamefully annoyed that a friend of mine was “copying” me. I know the adage that “mimicry is the sincerest form of flattery”. Yet at the time, I was almost angry. I felt like being an original was so important for my self-esteem that someone copying
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I think that we often compare ourselves to others because its the only way we have found to measure happiness. It gives us a concrete way to decipher our well-being. Even if it is inaccurate in the long run. As you read this poem I hope that you are encouraged to look to Jesus for
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We all struggle with knowing our worth. This world tells us that it should be defined by our occupations, education, wealth, or looks. All metrics that are ultimately meaningless because God, our creator, loves us equally. We are all of equal worth to Him. All worth saving. All worth dying for. That should be our
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I think it is common to hear this phrase in Christian circles. “Comparison is the thief of joy.” Comparison has a way of cloaking itself in darkness. Sneaking up behind you when you become distracted. Measuring the value of what you possess against an unreliable standard of another’s possessions. And when you least expect it,
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This poem takes a look at how some times our families are not what we completely hope them to be. It is easy to be paralyzed by the past and not move forward while addressing it. I pray that you are encouraged to rely on the Holy Spirit in all of your family relationships. “You
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This week I wanted to share two poems inspired by my own family. The two people in my life, other than my mother, that have had the largest impact on me. My grandmother was my rock. Her unwavering faith in Jesus and God’s promises helped shape my own growing up. She was the brightest light
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In this week’s poem, I portray our families of origin as lighthouses we rely on to light our path as we go through life. I pray that you are comforted by the knowledge that Jesus will light your path no matter what type of family you come from. Some of us were seafarers born in
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Family dynamics are never as simple as they appear to be. Not like those portrayed in cartoons. Growing up in a single parent household, my family did not look like most other children’s. I would often look at other families. Even though they looked like a “normal nuclear family”, they carried generational hate, grudges, and
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