While processing my own grief, I’ve been doing what I always do: writing. I wrote a poem today, and I… Read more A Glimmer of Light in the Gloom
Processing Grief
To praise God in the midst of suffering is to protest against the selfishness of betrayal and abandonment. To turn… Read more Processing Grief
Daggers
The world is darkening and I am caught between compassion and disgust. Truth is exchanged for decadence and peace is… Read more Daggers
Glimpse
I’ve tried to catch a glimpse of your Glory like trying to see the fleeting speck in my eye. (I… Read more Glimpse
Yours Alone
I wrote a poem for my wife. Sometimes she needs to know how cherished she is. Sometimes the written word… Read more Yours Alone
Tonight My Son Prayed With Me
As I was getting ready to go into my prayer closet tonight, my son Josiah came in and said, “Daddy,… Read more Tonight My Son Prayed With Me
That Swirling Darkness…
I am filled with a swirling darkness… (Your compassion never runs out) I am consumed with red hot sin… (Your… Read more That Swirling Darkness…