My Hiding Place

You invite me to come
To come and abide
With You awhile
I run to You
My sacred
Hiding place
I run
To find You
Eagerly awaiting
With outstretched arms
You enfold me
In Your grace
You comfort
You strengthen me
In Your quiet abode
I find rest
My refuge
In which to cling
You hide me
From the rising waters
Save me from the turbulent waves
You keep me from drowning
You protect me from
Trouble on all sides
I am released
My chains are unbound
The whispers and the lies
From within are silenced
Painful sorrows
Anguish and grief
Are relinquished
Hidden before You
In Your dwelling
Where the
Temporal things are
Hollowed out
The cracks are
Sealed up
turns to light
Shielded in
Your love and mercy
A hush spills over
The noise of this world
Is muted
A heart quickens
Ears press in
Attuned to only
Your voice
Breathing in
Breathing out
Inhaling Your Glory
Hidden within You
Peacefully unafraid
For thou art with me
You are my hiding place



In His Love,

Tina ~

Copyright © 2022 Tina Unsell Seamon All Rights Reserved

I Want A Christmas That Whispers Jesus

Photo by Tina Unsell Seamon

Christmas has always been my favorite time of year, but lately it has been hard to celebrate.

I know you’re probably thinking to yourself, “How can you feel that way about Christmas?”

For the past several years it’s become more worrisome than joyful.

And honestly, I have to admit it isn’t the picture I envision for myself or my family, especially when I think about celebrating my savior’s birth.

It’s been hard the last couple of years. With everything we have had to endure as a society and as a nation as a whole. It’s been especially hard for those of us Christian’s who are desperately trying to live by our moral and Biblical standards. It seems, at times, that we are being forced to do things that goes against our will. Things in which goes against our beliefs or that we believe to be just and right in the eyes of God. And it’s getting worse by the day. I know I’m not alone when I say that we all have felt the impact of it all.

It’s Christmastime and instead of feeling excited I’m feeling anxiety, extremely tired, worn out, and looking forward to when Christmas is over.

Christmas has become so commercialized and downright demanding that it can sometimes take the enjoyment out of celebrating.

And on top of that, financial burdens can make it difficult for everyone around the holidays.

Trying to figure out how to purchase gifts for your children at this time of year, when you don’t have the means to do so encompasses a whole lot of unwanted pressure that causes me and I am sure many others to dread this time of year.

It wasn’t always this way.

What happened?

Where did the jubilation go?

When did it become more about the gifts than about Jesus?

When did I allow my heart to become so disheartened?

Christmas is about the birth of Jesus and my heart aches that seldom the celebration is truly wrapped up in Him.

Beyond all decorations, tinsel, Christmas trees, lights, gifts, and the many to do list, where does Jesus fit in?

Has my family made room for Him?

Have I made room for Him?

Have you made room for Him?

After all, Jesus is the reason we celebrate the season, right?

Or have we quickly forgotten?

Have I allowed the pressures of life to dampen my spirit?

Unfortunately, it has, but I don’t have to let it, do I? Do we?

Most certainly not!

Then what do I do about it?

What do we do about it?

How do I (we) combat the feelings of stress, worry, anxiety and the endless amounts of pressures that are brought about during the holidays.

We keep our hearts and minds focused on Jesus.

We never let ourselves lose sight of the significance, joy and the miracle of the birth of Jesus.

When our souls are weary we continue to look to Jesus.

We continue to pray and seek His face above all others.

At Christmastime, and in every season.

May we never forget or need reminding of the extraordinary gift that we have been given.

May we never forget to Thank God, for His precious gift of Jesus.

You know the story!

One Holy night, long long ago, a baby changed everything.

For unto us a Child is born.
For unto us a Son is given.

… Born in a stable.
… Wrapped in swaddling clothes
… Placed in a manger
… He was no ordinary baby
… He was Immanuel — God with us

His name shall be called Wonderful Jesus

… Our Blessed Hope
… Our Blessed Assurance

… The Savior of the whole entire world
… The Incarnate God
… The Way, the Truth and the Life
… The True Vine
… The Resurrection and the Life
… The Mediator
… The Lamb of God
… The High Priest
… The Good Shepherd
… The Deliverer
… The Redeemer
… The Bread of Life
… The Author & Perfecter of Our Faith
… The Lord of All
… The Great I Am
… The Counselor
… The Mighty God
… The Everlasting Father
… The Prince of Peace
… The Word of Life
… The Word of God
… The Holy One
… The Light of the World
… The King of Kings and Lord of Lords
… The One True GOD!

The story of Jesus’ birth doesn’t end there.
The story of Jesus’ birth is so much more.

It’s not just a beautiful Christmas story, but the most beautiful Christmas story ever told.

From the birth of Jesus in a manger to the Star of Bethlehem, Christmas is a celebration of God becoming flesh as a gift of love.

The greatest gift of love in whom through and by Him, our Lord, Christ Jesus, would save His people from their sins.

May we be reminded of God’s indescribable gift of love — our beautiful Jesus.

This Christmas, may we make time to just

… Slow Down
… Pause
… Quiet our Hearts.
… Calm our Minds
… Prioritize our Focus

I don’t know about you, but I don’t want a Christmas that is,

… hurried
… worried
… pressured
… stressed
… boxed
… wrapped
… packaged
… weighed down
by life’s demands
… stripped of joy
by life’s circumstances

I want a Christmas that

… wraps me in His presence
… comforts me in His Hope and Love
… is devoted solely to Him
… exchanges anxiety and stress for joy
… is focused on Him
… grows closer to Him
… is thankful for the gift of Scripture
… celebrates the miracle of His birth
… is eternally grateful for Gods unspeakable gift

I want a Christmas that rejoices in, Jesus.

I want a Christmas that whispers, His Holy Name.

I want a Christmas that reminds me of just how loved I truly am.

How loved we are all!

I want a Christmas that brings hope of a better tomorrow, through my Lord and Savior.

I want a Christmas that assures me that because of Jesus I can experience true joy even in the midst of trouble.

I want a Christmas in which to marvel in the wondrous power that took place on that Holy night, in order for God to save the entirety of the world.

Thank You, Father God, for Your

… Unspeakable
… Wonderful
… Priceless
… Inexpressible
… Indescribable

Gift of Our Beautiful Jesus.

May we always celebrate the birth of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ with delight, elation and tremendous exaltation.

He is worthy of our every praise!




In His Love,

Tina ~

Copyright © 2021 Tina Unsell Seamon All Rights Reserved


Photo by Egypt Butler on Unsplash

Here in this season
Where things feel different
A rest ushers in
This ‘Spiritual Winter’
Wraps the veil
Nearer to the core of existence
Calling out for rejuvenation,
Growth, a fresh revelation
And a newfound wisdom
A knowledge of understanding
That things change
One’s very essence
is tried and tested
God reaches out
With graceful intention
Bringing nourishment
To the hungry heart
And quenches
The dry and thirsty soul
As He prepares
The willing spirit for
A long winters rest
His grace covers
And a soul finds room to pause
Faithfully waiting upon Him
With eager anticipation
To bring a bountiful
Spring Harvest.



In His Love,

Tina ~

Copyright © 2022 Tina Unsell Seamon All Rights Reserved


Photo by Athena on Pexels

A place in the country…

Is where I want to return to be.

It feels just like home to me.

The grass between my toes

Brings back memories of not so long ago.

When life was a much simpler time

And a sense of wonder was all mine.

Through my childhood years and into my youth

It was here that I found my God and Truth.

Growing in Faith and in the knowledge of His Word

I learned to depend and trust solely on the Lord.

While walking through these fields that I have returned

I have never forgotten the lessons that I learned.

I can still feel the gentle breeze of His love upon my face

The trip back to the country was more than just a kind embrace.

God’s grace is still abundantly present in this place.



In His Love,

Tina ~

Copyright © 2019 Tina Unsell Seamon All Rights Reserved

Jesus Loves Me

Photo by Ales Maze on Unsplash

It’s hard to imagine that I’m anything special.
Just a sinner who is loved regardless of my faults or failures.

One day God reached down from the heavens and stole my heart.

From that day forward I was never the same.
He washed away all my guilt and shame.

Jesus became the keeper of my heart.
My love for him will never depart.

When I sit quietly and listen
In stillness I hear.
He softly whispers.
I will always love you —
In so many wonderful ways.

May I never forget His sacrificial love displayed at Calvary’s Cross, so that a sinner just like me may be saved.

Thank You, My Beautiful Jesus!



In His Love,

Tina ~

Copyright © 2019 Tina Unsell Seamon All Rights Reserved

Pieces of Me

Image | Joshua Sortino – Location | Glass Beach, Fort Bragg & Mendocino, California.

He’s just moving the pieces around.

Here I am, Lord. Take all of Me.

I offer You my life, every part of me.

Piece by piece, I surrender to You.

In You, I can be totally and utterly free.

In You, I am accepted and unmasked.

In You, There is no fear in hiding

any of the pieces of my broken heart.

In You, I can learn to believe in myself
as You believe in me.

In You, I will patiently wait as You
gently move the pieces around.

In You, I can find mending.

Even still, piece by broken piece..

In You, I am complete.



In His Love,

Tina ~

Copyright © 2019 Tina Unsell Seamon All Rights ReservedEdit


Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash

If you’re having
a hard time
finding courage
in any given situation,
remember Jesus
is your strength.
Allow Him
to help you
stand tall
and courageously
in the face of
pain or grief.
His love
makes us
more than
B R A V E!



In His Love,

Tina ~

Copyright © 2020 Tina Unsell Seamon All Rights Reserved


Photo by Jason Yoder on Unsplash

At water’s edge:
We find time to think;
it is the fountain of all reflection.

At water’s edge:
We find time to read God’s Word;
for it is the foundation of wisdom.

At water’s edge:
We find time to play;
it is the secret to staying youthful.

At water’s edge:
We find time to be quiet;
it is the opportunity to sit in God’s presence.

At water’s edge:
We find time to be aware;
It is a moment to appreciate His goodness.

At water’s edge:
We find time to help others;
it is a chance to be a good steward.

At water’s edge:
We find time to love and be loved;
it is God’s greatest offering.

At water’s edge:
We find time for laughter;
it is the sound of joy to the soul.

At water’s edge:
We find time to be kind;
It is life’s warmest gesture.

At water’s edge:
We find time to dream;
it is to seek to achieve our deepest desires.

At water’s edge:
We find time to hope;
It is the sovereignty of God to drive out fear.

At water’s edge:
We find time to pray;
it is the most immense power on earth.

At water’s edge:
We find time for joy;
it is the joy found in the Lord that gives strength.

At water’s edge :
We find time for forgiveness;
it is unfailing love & compassion; the mercy of God.

At water’s edge;
We find time for Grace;
it is the boundless favor of God; extended to others.

At water’s edge:
We find time to live for God;
It is through faith in Christ and the finished work at Calvary.

At water’s edge:
We find salvation through Jesus Christ;
He is the greatest gift; given to us by God.

… And someday, when we sit above on high; in the heavenly realm, saved and redeemed from sin and death, we will look back and ponder in remembrance of the things that we were taught as we sat faithfully still in the Father’s warm embrace; learning and growing in Him by the water’s edge.

Inspired by Poem Titled – “Take Time” – Author Unknown
‘Water’s Edge’ — Written in my own words by Tina Unsell

In His Love,

Tina ~

Copyright © 2020 Tina Unsell Seamon All Rights Reserved