Abba, When I wake up to you, Fresh morning dew Still wet on the ground and the sound of your voice Dancing in my ear, I hear you whisper “I give new strength day to day.” Payer of debts, forgiver of sins Wonderful councillor Redeemer and friend One who is just, the one who createsContinue reading “strength to strength//poem”
I want to value you. The side-walk-sitting boys, hands blue from the cold they could not avoid. I want to value you. Short-girl-smoke-filled unsure of where she calls home and desperately searching to belong. I want to value you. Aged hands holding desperately to a listening ear, “please come near and do not leave me”,Continue reading “I value you (poem)”
i’d dream for daysfilling every hour withwishing i had the powerto force beauty into bloom; i am looking in the wrong places for beauty andlife andhope. i want to dwell on you and all that you are andpleaselet my hours befilled only and all withThee.
garage saleshave an ethereal feelto them.seeing someone else’s house spread overthe designated space of earth andsurveying their memories with a host of other onlookers;how invasive it would be had they not invited us.bright neon bold two-thickness type telling the world to come and buy what they are discardingdust stirring and settlingon the sidewalk and overContinue reading “discarding what we never owned”
I lift my eyes upto the mountainswhere does my help come from? My help comes from youmaker of heavencreator of the earth What reassurance is this?That the one who is biggerthan the mountainswho made earthcreated heavenhe is my help- where itall comes from.
i am afraid of becoming like the leaves that fall to the ground in autumn,brown and decaying and no longer beautiful or alive but still creating, no longer looked at or needed butas i look more closely at the leaves on the floori see that they are host to lives of their own, lives whichContinue reading “these leaves are alive”
there is light even in the places you cannot find it and God has glory even in the times when death seems final and there is peace even when you can’t find a reason behind it and there is newness in the old and the hard and the times of silence for when God tookContinue reading “even in the dust there is life”
they’re wearingturned down faces and dejection likeit is a uniform they are privileged to own,forgetting that it is a loanfrom the consistently consumingculture created in our bellies, wewe stamp in time with a chantagreed upon before our existence,it isthe unwavering desired to be glorified by selfglorified by selfglorified byselfthere is safety in the masses untilContinue reading “uniformed”