a tired spirit a dry spirit choking on dust Lord, have mercy on us! we fall short of Your glory we try to control Your story we love broken we thank You for how You have woven us as one in unity with Father, Spirit, Son rain down all that is righteous to drown what … Continue reading O Merciful God!
Arise With His eyes To see The poverty In your own heart first Where you have both received and given hurt Repent For in Him, you are welcome You are Home You don't need to grovel for forgiveness It is a gift given as you undress Peeling off the flesh Throwing idols in the … Continue reading Arise!
a plethora heavenly flora though we pick colors we see wedding decor, dresses, sandals for our feet Christ's colors reveal more in their aroma looks can deceive while unmistakable peace ill-described in speech is better discerned beneath or such gentle smiles rise from within after walking miles in the light abiding honoring His timing obedience … Continue reading Colors of Christ
It's hard to make small talk When another officer is lost It's difficult to grieve When murder offers no reprieve It is impossible to know How far evil seeds sow It is my one and only Hope to know Jesus who helps me say boldly No weapon formed against believers will prosper For NOTHING stops … Continue reading Under His Wings: A Poem for Police
But may all who seek You rejoice and be glad in You. May those who long for Your saving help always say, "The Lord is great" (Psalm 40:16). In the stillness Your fullness Cuddles Muddles Through all the muck Parts of my heart are stuck Again, I need You, Oh God May Your presence seize … Continue reading An Intercessor’s Struggle
Lord, I chase Your wind When I see Your trees Waving at me Gladly swaying Or bent in reverence praying I sense Your Spirit changing Drawing creation to praising Your wind protects, destructs Prunes the fruitless Bears witness to Your greatness If Your wind does such things I can barely imagine Scarcely fathom Your glory … Continue reading Hope Grows
Such a drastic contrast Between Holy and sin The battle rages within Flesh meshes with lies Purity and truth stand by Waiting, calling Never late or stalling Holy is His whisper A glimmer Of His glory A lightening flash For those who see are changed in its path Holy is Scripture Operating on wounds needing … Continue reading Holy
When even the tallest trees Are moved by His breath-filled wind When tiny amoeba Are fed and cared for When we lay our hearts Upon His altar When tears are food When steel bars have trapped our bad mood When we lie prostrate Surrendering our way Deep calls to deep Heavens mercy Rises in a … Continue reading The Deep
When His sun rises open wide your eyes see JOY in bird flit and flight When morning comes unblock your ears listen to HOPE in their song When day has broken BE STILL Know, like them He is good His birds see Light fly freely … explore live their lives more When clouds cover … Continue reading What Can We Learn from His Birds?
He who paints these flower petals is my God who designed my eyes, hazel-ish green and yellow around the pupil, though hard to be seen I know it's there Evidence my Father in heaven cares He who lushes lilacs with aroma is my God who embedded in my being pheromones, my own unique body odor … Continue reading His Handiwork