Call me into the deep where you are waiting I've missed the feel of you My head can hear you and my sensibilities know you but my emotions have fallen out the window. Who have I become that my emotion is absent? I was passion now I'm passive and that isn't enough. I don't want … Continue reading Sing for the Light
Spirituality
Noise
When did the world stop making noise? It screams from the rooftops but I don't think I can hear it anymore The sound of my head has blocked the overwhelming. Survival I am me. I am struggling. I am alive. I will live another day. There is life when the grass dies. There is truth, … Continue reading Noise
A Note from Bionic Me
I love a good challenge. I love to learn and absorb new things around me. I started using a new computer program today that I've never used and had to force myself to stop messing with it, because I have other things to do and I can learn more later. I often think I can … Continue reading A Note from Bionic Me
What now?
There are many inconceivable stories around us every day that we haven't heard. We have no idea what the person next to us has lived. We can't conceive the stories that aren't ours...that aren't open to the vast space of the known. We hold glimpses not substance. We hold illusions and self-constructed paradigms, based on … Continue reading What now?
Fully Convinced in Spite of all My Questions
What is a mind not wavering? What is strength? What is faith? Can I walk in it? Who holds the key? Is the door really locked? Am I on the outside looking in? Are you inside waiting? Are you cheering me on? Are my hands strong? Will I use them wisely? Why am I asking … Continue reading Fully Convinced in Spite of all My Questions
The Blood will Never Lose its Power
I never do anything like this so welcome to a first on the Inspired by the Comforter site. After speaking with a friend earlier, I couldn't help but start singing a couple of choruses from some old songs I grew up on. I was lied to for years. The world around me, and yes, even … Continue reading The Blood will Never Lose its Power
Don’t Waste the Chains
I've been through a lot in my lifetime. I used to feel a little sorry for myself if I'm being honest. I can remember sad, pitiful, moments when I whined at God because "He must love everyone else more than me since life was so unfair", blah blah blah. I'm ashamed to admit that, but … Continue reading Don’t Waste the Chains
Crank up the Music
Have you ever read something and you just can't stop thinking about it? Saturday morning, I read a passage of Scripture, I've read probably one hundred times, but I never saw it. I've spent a lot of times studying the book of 2 Kings. I have a profound fascination with Elisha. I have even considered … Continue reading Crank up the Music
I wonder
For some reason, I decided to dig back through the archives today. I guess I was interested to see how far I’ve come since I started throwing my thoughts out into the air. In honor of all the nostalgia, enjoy this little blast from the past. I still wonder a lot of these things…
I wonder if there is a haven for lost poems deep in the recesses of time…some magical place of calm & noise all jumbled together to form meaning.
I wonder if there’s a mystery to the soul that will never be solved until we meet our maker and then in His light, all will become clear, like a translucent breath given form and substance beyond its particles.
I wonder if there are places where two & two add up to three. You know…like me & you & we.
I wonder
I wonder at wonderful and it’s subjectivity, how the universals collide with perspective to form the moment when “it is good”
I wonder what happens to our dreams when we wake
I wonder what the substance of a prayer looks like from heaven and if mine have created something of beauty or a blob of selfish ambition. I pray the…
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Light and Gravity…and Tears…
If the world were made of tears, I'm sure I would have cried enough to hold us all. If the tears I cried became substance, then no one would ever fall. If light were there by chance, we'd all be doomed. If light is life and God is light, then baby it's high noon! Never … Continue reading Light and Gravity…and Tears…
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