i long for the Unseen Place not just Heaven no. a place on earth as it is where You are King and love reigns in everything my source my guide and friend, show me the secret and glorious end amen
Category: Poetry
He Came for the Rest of Us
Jesus came for the wise and the strong. And He came, just as well, for the rest of us. Jesus came for the days that life seemed ordered and filled with meaning. But we rejoice because He came for the other days, too. Blessed by old men and shepherds Worshiped by kings and beggars And more »
Before I meet Bart Wrinkle
when it’s all said and done here. look me up. I’ll be kicking back, slinging jawbones with samson who made it in the door by the grace of God same as noah found grace discovered it (he happened upon it or rather it happened upon him) i’ll be listening to stories of limping jacob and more »
I Run to You
Modern Lamentations I
The image that swirls freely in perilous realms between sleeping and awake my banner of fullness in grief embodies every impulse. Fissures on the surface unveil the aspects of consequence And echoes of confusion and understanding. That feeling of helplessness when tragedy is unstoppable Regret stands in the foreground How could things have been different? more »
Today is Most Noble
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 more »
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 more »
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… more »
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 more »