Articles written by Melissa Bagley

How To Guides |
Community

About me - Melissa Bagley

Hi there! I am a mom of three kids. I've been married for 18 years and I homeschool. I am a member of Coggin Avenue Baptist Church, but I am Spirit Filled too. I like to refer to myself as a Bapticostal! I sing in the choir and I teach in AWANAS at our church.

+ more bio information

RSS Feed

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Night: 50 of 279

Shivers of grey, Slivers of light, Going away in moments and moments, Away and away into yesterday and becoming... Now tomorrow. We have flown away, Moved away, Into now and out of our day. Starless sky, Moon is a small thing, Lighting a expanse of What is. Now, upon the horizon, What do we see? Is there something coming... ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Walking with God: 55 of 206

Walk with Me, Take My Hand, Though the road is dark and the way is steep, I have been waiting for you. Walk with Me, My love for you never dies, I have your life Etched in my soul, I call the storm, I control the stars, I can feel your heart beating, The number of your days I know. I am the God of the Universe, My power is b...
Religion & Spirituality > Christian Beliefs & Culture How can I be sure of my salvation?: 19 of 53

When I was a child I had a "drug" problem. My parents "drug" me to church every-time the door opened. I cut my teeth on the pew in front of me. My Dad was a deacon and used to take the Lord's supper out to the nursing home every Sunday afternoon after church. My Mom did the funeral dinners for the bereaved. Dad was responsib...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Watching: 17 of 46

Your eyes, My eyes, Across a crowded room. We catch each other looking... Look away really fast! No one saw, Maybe he won't think I was interested. Today I saw you, In the elevator at the Mall. I followed you with that hunger, That goes with seeing you every-time. You didn't know, Didn't see me, It is better that way. You ar...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Meaning of life: 68 of 183

There comes a time in everyones' life that you realize the permanence of death. I don't know if it is when you are burying someone that you love, or if it is that first Christmas alone without them that it really hits you. Someday I'm going to be gone. It makes an impact that this life is so short and tomorrow is coming fast...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: My most memorable Fourth of July: 29 of 61

The Fourth of July has always been on my list of favorites in the holidays. Truth be known, I can't think of a holiday I don't like and have memories attached to all of them that go back to when I was a kid. But the Fourth of July stands out because it is in the summer and the fireworks are so beautiful. I love fireworks! Wh...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Finding God: 76 of 150

I can't recall when You weren't there, The Hand touched mine before I drew my first breath. Today, tomorrow, yesterday, They are all bound into one Source, And that is You. The stars, The sky, The universe, Follow the leading of Your touch. All our days and all our nights, They revolve in the Sound of Your Voice. All our dre...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My one and only love: 117 of 196

Seasons come and seasons go, When we started out on this journey, Both of us were so young and thin and strong! Now we have grown into something different. I'm not so thin anymore and neither are you, Something kind of happened to your hair along the way... But today is tomorrow and we are still together, Following the dream...
Parenting & Pregnancy > Adoption Putting your child up for adoption: The financial and emotional costs: 6 of 10

It is such a difficult thing to think of having to give up the life inside of you that is a part of you. What will this child look like? What will happen to him/her during her lifetime? What will I, the parent feel like while I am living my life without the child that I gave up? I have known a few people who gave up children...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Love: 33 of 41

Love is something that is hard to define. People try to explain it all of the time. Do we ever really achieve it? There are all kinds of love to be had in this world. I have friends that I love. I drink coffee with them and we do things together. The bond that holds us is tied by strings of tine and space. Time that we spent...