by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Sep 5, 2024 | Uncategorized
Joy does not arrive with a fanfare,on a red carpet strewn with the flowers of a perfect life. Joy sneaks in, as you pour a cup of coffee,watching the sun hit your favourite tree, just right. And you usher joy away,because you are not ready for it.Your house is not as...
by Cathy Boyd Byrd | Mar 2, 2023 | time, worship
40 Days: From Poverty To Purpose When confronted with desperate poverty of spirit one comes face to face with the brokenness of her life, and mourns the death of illusion and facade that hid the truth, where she is comforted and invited into a healing and...
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?...
