I’ve done a lot of research lately. Call it the consequences of a lifelong nerd falling down a rabbit hole. Alice would be proud! An almost lifelong friend recently “deconstructed” from the Christian faith. I have a lifetime invested in this faith, part of which, I walked along side this friend…closely. So I wondered… What … Continue reading Two cents for the hurting and blubbering worship leaders
I sit at the table of a hundred imaginings Holding my breath for the light And the darkness can feel suffocating at times But the light encompasses And I wait for the music to rescue so I can sing along But tonight, melody is fleeting But God… Superlative and encompassing Beautiful and victorious in the … Continue reading Who can imagine
I stare at you in dim rooms lit by tv light drowning out the noise I almost wish for the noise to stop…almost…but maybe grappling with reality is lesser to ignorance. I’m a coward. I stare at light I drown in darkness And I pretend to know the difference Only grace. God save me from … Continue reading So turns the world…until it stops.
Who let you decide when enough was enough? Who are you to say I don’t have a say anymore? I stare at the void knowing you’re okay but I am here and everything feels irrelevant. Tomorrow isn’t a promise….only grace Hold on tight. The winds shift but the anchor proves true. Therein is hope. Therein … Continue reading Who are you?
I’m just a ghost figure in the corner watching my life walk by in shadow while I keep breathing. Control is an illusion for the “other ones” on the outside calling the shots. Faith is a bridge I’m building Tomorrow is a dream worth living So I breathe So I call tomorrow a promise Knowing … Continue reading Ghost Writing
Alone is an underrated word Do we know what it means? Have we felt its sting to the fullest? Have we walked in the dark groping for candles or matches or a cell-phone glare? Have you lived if? I have Or maybe I haven’t In its depths, there is always a glimmer In its talons, … Continue reading Alone
Some nights revolve around the past… It’s not that it started out that way but it ends in reminiscence of days gone by and memories you treasure. Is it good or bad? I don’t know the answer. Enlighten me, people of Earth. When reminiscence leads to wonder about what could have been it can lead … Continue reading On Reminiscing
I refuse to walk into the night cold. I will find a blanket. If my heart is stone, I will find softener. Life is too short for callousness. There is no option but love. I may not know who I am, fully, but I know who I will not be! I will fight with you, … Continue reading Inspired by the Comforter
If we don’t protect it, hope can feel like a balloon, filled to maximum capacity for a moment then let go to float into the air, sputtering, and flying unhindered. Hope is so much more precious than this. I wish it were easy to tie the knot and seal it in all cozy and safe … Continue reading Hope
Maybe there’s something poetic about hiding in plain sight. Or maybe it’s weakness. Or maybe it’s strength to stay composed while the world crumbles and stirs around you. Maybe it’s survival. Maybe it’s faith. Maybe I’m not hiding at all! maybe I’m standing. “Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.” Job 13:15