Giving it up to God and waiting with faith Feels like drifting in the ocean with unknown creatures touching your feet It’s scary, uncertain, and downright difficult to not freak out If you have been told it is an easy process, that’s not the journey of faith Easy would be a life of indifference.
I used to pray for a path that made sense to me I used to pray for a road that only I could see I used to pray for a future where I would be free Now I pray for the way that leads me close to Thee. -nJb Follow my poetry account on… Read More Prayers Change When We Grow
God did not give you a sword to chip at your insecurities or a shield to bury yourself in comfort. You are a man a woman with fire in your blood What you touch turns to purpose You are composed of Divine scaffolding A rose blooming through snowfall. Nothing kills me more, to see… Read More Live.
Have you ever reflected on a hesitation? Have you ever asked yourself, am I afraid or am I just playing it safe? I think about this question on the daily. So tonight, I wrote a poem about the difference. Here is a little poem that will be included in my book (going to self-publish it… Read More Are you afraid, or are you playing it safe?
get off the treadmill we complain that nothing is changing yet, we won’t get off the treadmill. we will go nowhere if we stay comfy running at a set pace on a safe path we already know. Follow my instragram account @n.j.bellacicco for more poetry. My book “Pouring Echoes” can be found on… Read More A Poem About Taking Action
God why have You not sent me an email? if God sent you an email with an outline of your life i reckon you’d mark it as spam so stop checking your email put down your phone do what needs to be done and send God an email Subject: my future “Thank You… Read More Send God an Email
Hey friends. Hey family. Hey strangers. Today, December 1, 2017, is an awesome day for me. My first book of poetry, “Pouring Echoes” was released on Amazon! The poems in this work were compiled with a purpose. They were written in both times of utter despair and complete elation. They were written in coffee shops… Read More My first book “Pouring Echoes” RELEASED NOW
next. when I heard I was not at a loss for words I had a lot to say I had a lot to feel But I was at a loss What to do. next. the walls were mocking me to punch them my tongue was putting on his sneakers, to run a marathon… Read More A Poem: What to Do Next
When I was very young I remember asking my Mom what she thought I was going to be when I grew up. She told me an author. I remember giggling because why on earth would I want to be that? Well, now it is coming true. Mom’s are always right. Growing up, just like every… Read More In 3 Months My Book Hits the Shelves.