Don’t Look Back

Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is … Continue reading Don’t Look Back

Jesus, Pull Me from My Past

Happened again She fell asleep on the couch by 10 Awake to return To her bed Only to burn The early morning oil The kind that draws the bats Happily flapping Their way In the night bay The place they call home Where little distractions roam The moon shares its glow Whispering dream-dripped secrets to … Continue reading Jesus, Pull Me from My Past