by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Apr 1, 2022 | forgiveness
It is amazing how simply understanding why something that seemed so out of character and incomprehensible in the behavior of someone came to be gives one the freedom to finish the hard labor of forgiveness that has struggled to be born. Thank you, Lord, for your gifts...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Apr 1, 2022 | addiction, recovery, responsibility
From a devotional today on 1 Peter 4:7….. This is wisdom I have come to know through personal experience, through family history, and through years of watching people try to live under the burden of chemical dependency, and seeing many compromise or lose...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Apr 1, 2022 | blessing, CBByrd Testimony, Prayer
Psalm 27:13 “I would have despaired had I not believed that I would see the goodness of the Lord In the land of the living.” The alarming increase among children, youth, and adults of depression, suicide, and a variety of other mental health dysfunctions...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Apr 1, 2022 | Prayer
In my morning devotional the question was posed, “What is prayer?” I quiet my spirit and await the stillness that precedes awareness of the Presence of the Father, while I abide in Christ, as I have since my profession of faith in Christ, and with His Holy...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 31, 2022 | poetry
Breathless It is as though time has halted briefly, Allowing me to reach back and grasp That which I thought forever lost. A sensation of standing at a scenic lookout, High up a mountain road, Leaning over the edge, Enraptured by the view. With my full weight resting...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 31, 2022 | poetry
GAMES There are games, played by children on schoolyards, Scratched with chalk on sidewalks, Made up as they go along With rules that change As often as the players. And games, played by youths on flat green fields, With gear and referees, Governed by associations...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 31, 2022 | poetry
A Cry for Help I sit alone at night And wish on cold unyielding stars As I’ve cried on cold uncaring shoulders And ask of myself and God -WHY? The cry of a homeless child Seeking a strong hand; A sharp, harsh voice penetrates my soul And again I ask only – WHY?...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 31, 2022 | Prayer
Grant us patience, understanding, and the wisdom to know when we’re foolish. Oblige us to put aside our own selfishness for the sake of others. Deliver us from the pride that keeps us from turning to you. 1972 CBByrd
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 31, 2022 | Uncategorized
Stages Time is moving onward toward some future I can’t see Faster every passing year, or so it seems to me. Hardly a season passes I don’t wonder where it went All the days now lost to me, unremembered how they’re spent. Yet I find no sadness in this fact, That time...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 31, 2022 | nature, poetry
Surveying Property in Alabama Acres of yellow wild flowers carpet a field Soft and fragrant beneath the hooves of grazing cattle. A half mile further west, another is clothed in white. A pond mirrors the blue of the April sky As a single white cloud admires its own...
