The unveiling An opening A fragrance Holy and pleasing Hope blooming Then the scatter Like after the Fall Each matters Every one seen Trusting with every ounce of their being He redeems ~~~ Remember these things, Jacob, (or insert your name) for you, Israel, are my servant. I have made you, you are my servant; … Continue reading Hope for Those Who Fall
Holy Spirit soul renovation Leaves you color-less As He threshes away selfishness Forgiven, you feel the stain peel away Layer by layer You feel someone's prayer Holy Spirit ministers During this irresolution He promises restoration Lifting Shifting Planting Feeding Oh the new Shedding like snakeskin the old you You may wonder Who am I now? … Continue reading New Life in Christ
This is hot off the press so to speak. God broke my heart for all the babies and the women who carry guilt and shame from abortion and the doctors who are living with the death of souls in theirs. I pray for the babies Who lost an arm before their soul was gone … Continue reading A Heart’s Cry (a poem after seeing the movie Unplanned)
Against a pasty white sky Elongated branches sway March's howl blows through As if the wind's target is you Tightly sown buds Keep still, surrendered Trusting His plan rendered Why then do I get tossed about? An undercurrent wraps ankles of His faithful servants Stumbling forward, I walk Without finding His grace, I fall "Where … Continue reading Trust God
Spring is sprung Our new garden flag hung The Christmas trimmings Finally shoved back in the box brimming With snowflakes and their men Hello, Spring in Pa, what then? Rain, cold Damp, and oh the mold Whatever is the big deal? A little matter of 3 days and the reveal Won't you come to church? … Continue reading Spring, Now What?
Can you see yourself at the well? Out in plain sight at high noon Hurrying the task as someone may come soon Your life at home a shambles A man who rambles Expects you to cook and have sex But has no plans to marry you next A life of shame, the yoke around your … Continue reading Can You See Yourself at the Well?
The wind bit my nose I tightened my scarf, you know how this goes False protection against winter's abode A truck parked smack in the middle of the road Leaving us with no where to go Whirred, spurred, droned on A noise not a sound Repelling not drawing round Dissonance Reminiscent of sin Where faith … Continue reading When God is Distant, You Call