I stood their alone, lost, and broken. My spirit was down...my hope was gone. I begin to look for God in all the wrong places. These poems are a collection of some of my conversation's with my Heavenly Father as he guide me back home. I am Vivan Wardell,,,I am a daughter, sister, mother, auntie...I am a recovering addict,acoholic. I have been abused, raped,lied on, cheated on, spit on, and more...however I must continue my journey. I am still here, I am not alone anymore...I am a child of God. I pray that these word's will flow into someone's heart, mind, and soul and they will also find their way back into the arms of Our Heavenly Father. Amen. All Praise to The Trinity.

Facebook: Facebook profile

inspirational    poetry    spiritual