When

When I open my eyes for the day and thick air dense with moisture lays, I wonder if it isn't Holy Spirit pressing in until someone obeys. When I hear siren upon siren, sense the whoosh of air as they scream down streets in a frantic race of time, I wonder if Jesus Himself awaits … Continue reading When

Starbucks Revelation

Here in the midst Of Starbucks pop music I hear the words Beautifully broken Not your typical token Dance tune Tapping the keyboard Words of praise Thoughts of power His Over all Lives in us Nothing is impossible Belief In every vein In my blood pumping Each lung fills With Air in here A zip … Continue reading Starbucks Revelation