by Yevgeniya Przhebelskaya

I know You direct my prayers, and You decide on when
I see how peace flows freely from seeking and from knowing You
You’ve sown the fruit, even the sparse one I have
Each time I’ve stumbled, through You my strength returned
And so, I pour out my heart in poems again and again

My poems are my prayers, and as I share them, they strengthen
Myself and those who will one day read them, Your
lost and found ones, and the eternal church of my sisters and my brothers

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Yevgeniya Przhebelskaya is a freelance writer who explores the themes of mental health, parenting, and Christian faith in her writing. Her poems have been published in Amethyst Review, Ancient Paths Online, Ekstasis, Spirit Fire Review and many other publications, and were nominated for the Pushcart Prize two times. Yevgeniya lives with her husband and their son in New Jersey.