God holds the future and redeems all of yesterday. But today is closer to me. What an amazing concept today, right now, really is. Today- I hope you aren’t planning a siege on your enemy. I hope you aren’t judging the person in the room. I hope you aren’t swallowed up in regret. I hope…
Category: Poetry
Holy From Beginning to End
Before the first man had first breath Before the mystery of death Angels worshiped the Holy one The majesty of God’s own Son From infinite past he was and is and is to come Holy Holy above all living things Before the glory of every king
Letting God Out of the Box
I’m always amazed how the church as a whole is so quick to throw rocks at the sheep in the fold. We question each other’s theology, spar over worship philosophy. We’ve got more fusses than one tongue can tell while outside the world is going to hell. We are driven by creeds, and motions, and…
Grace and Recompense
This Fire of Love unquenched by Eden’s wreck and flowing seemingly in perpetuity toward all that soon will be in all its violent beauty He shall hold all hell’s poison and heaven’s glory. Small beginning, love’s grandest story from the heartbeat in a virgin’s womb til one Sunday rising from the tomb One for all……
homeplace
My grandfather lived in a rustic house near a sloping cool branch with slipery stones and verdant woods I walked slowly toward the treeline where mystery lay and there in the shade of autumn’s bough i see darkness rising close of day. but death, a far closer angel visited then and will and again because…
The Belly of the Beast
Everybody ends up in the belly of the beast. There are few exceptions from the greatest to the least. You stumble into quicksand. You’re weary of the world. Lies wreck your reputation. Insults, viciously, are hurled. Addiction lies in dormancy then rears it’s ugly head. Depression sinks in slowly, Like the whispers of the dead….
Save Me
Do not save me from the storm. Do not keep me safe and warm. Save me from my love of ease. Save me from my vanities. Save me from deceptive pride. And all that I, in shame, would hide. Save me from my foul ambition. My self-centered, duped condition. From all that speaks so well…
Song of Everything
Movement 1 Small and deep from Ocean’s breeze The beast and birds, grass and trees God’s great creation- verse libre’ The divine grace, and soul commision The lonesome wish for one decision The burning of the wasteland Sinks to shores of tumultuous consequence And in the storms, slicing through the soul Fear, love, wounds, doubt…
Just a Touch
Hope and mercy shine through the threshold of love everlasting The eyes of ever born grace Just a touch As she crawls through the mass of shuffling feet and the cacophony of voices. Eternity kisses the distance between normal and divine. Speaks the woman: I have heard of you. I don’t ask for your embrace and yet…
This is Man
flesh and blood do not make manhe is wildly and ever alivenever ambivalent or fleeting when fire and flood collide.Man bids farewell to the shifting steps of boyhood. His ancient blood leads him not into abundant whims and brief adulationbut a man is daring in times of sudden catastrophic overturehe rarely counts the costs of selfhe…