Morning Beauty

Preview(opens in a new tab) It's a cold grey dawn a single scarlet rose grows amidst the green leaves pair of haiku It’s a cold grey dawn when the light is wrapped in clouds down by the lighthouse —LLM

Father—less

Empty spots fill the air Hovering all around me. I turn, I look, I wonder Searching and waiting Only to find there are  Empty spots all around me.  I look for where you should be To where I can say that’s me. So small in the world I am. I look up to see where…

“Who Am I?”

Jesus asked his disciples, “Who Am I?” a question we often ask about ourselves. Who are we? Well, let me tell you, rather let Jesus tell you.  Simon (Peter) was one of the most outspoken of the disciples, always full of righteous indignation on Jesus' behalf. In Mark 8:27-30, Jesus asked the disciples, "Who do…

Resolute in Me

The middle of March this past year is when our lives changed. The Bible says, the Lord will have his full and complete work accomplished in us (Philippians 1:6), that he works all things for the good of those who love him (Romans 8:28). Praying that God's work through this pandemic is complete soon and…

Rebirth

My savior is risen how I love him so. What mercy I receive when I have sunk so low. How many more times will he have to lift me up, I don't know. It is with thankful heart each time that he makes me grow. Catch me if you dare, the mess I am in…

Fairest of Them All

Fair and sweet how precious is my beloved to me. bloodied hands, bloodied feet, my beloved friend how beautiful they are to me. Don't know the color of your eyes, nor the sheen of your hair, but each stripe was meant for me. My beloved took my shame and gave me his glory, bearing my…

Crossing The Divide

There it lies between us- deep and cavernous- a wide and gaping hole piled full of ancient bones- these are past events and circumstances words and actions left unsaid- of what constituted you and I. I see you in the distance a speck on the horizon. How do I cross over and reach the other…

In the Bloody Footsteps of Jesus

We live in a bloody world of constant combat and conflict, where everyone is right, and nobody is wrong. In her narrative, Sojourner Truth recalls how one Sunday morning, when she was around nine years old, her master took her out to the barn, took her shirt off, heated a bundle of rods in the…

What’s Under the Bed Stays Under the Bed: Dust, Cobwebs, and My Vanity

A while back I, very unexpectedly, received an award for volunteering and helping homeless people. I was so proud of that darn thing, until the thought crossed my mind that I got an award because someone is poor and hurting. All I did was exactly what I am commanded to do by Jesus. I realized…

A Walk Through the Storm

  There are many stories in the Bible that involve a body of water. Today, we use these stories as a metaphor for our troubled lives. I wrote the following poem the year after I accepted Christ as my Savior, which was 2000. I had no idea of what the next 16 years would hold…