Showing posts from October, 2018


1-800-what-do-i-do-God? In life we are bamboozled with problems and decisions. It seems like every day, I have some other life-altering decision that I have act upon. I sit and think and think, but my head starts to hurt—like it’s going to burst or something. Why can’t God have a hotline where we can call him up and ask him these little things along life’s way? You would think he would have a special number like 1-800-what-do-i-do-god… or something catchy like that. Man, if I had his number, I could just imagine how my conversation with the Holy One would go. I can’t believe I get to talk to God today. When is he going to answer? Pick up the phone.  The ringing is stopped by a sharp click. “Hello God? It’s me, Marsha Marie” “Yes, my child.” “Umm, forgive me for asking, but what  took  you so long to answer the phone? It has been ringing and ringing?” “Yea I know. Sorry about that. I was busy with some folks. You wouldn’t believe some of the things I have to d

Poem: The Car of Loneliness

The Car of Loneliness by Marsha Marie  I am a car  Traveled the roads of misery Longing for change My wheels turn with every tear My motor hums on dread Yearning to hear laughter Oh, Deafen my ears! I can take no more Crying, crying, crying But wait, she comes and not alone a warm hand reaches out  Smiles abound Blessings appear  A soft delicate whisper I love you I hear