Bitterness
Supplant the plant of bitterness,
Secured in all its stubbornness,
The rally cry: "Uproot! Uproot!"
Incinerate the bitter fruit.
This mighty root we now assail,
Against the dust we will prevail,
The battle cry: "Return! Return!"
Drink water from your own cistern.
Direct your introspective gaze,
Reflect upon your numbered days,
The primal cry: "Renew! Renew!"
No longer do I bow to you!
Let now the victory unfold,
We all, as jars of...
It all started with waking up. The threads of consciousness, woven and spun into the glory fall, worked their way into me, seeping into the dreams lingering in my mind yet being steadily dispelled by the constancy of activity in the physical domain. Stillness. I had a thought upon waking up, profound and personally meaningful. Yet the wording and phrasing of the thought escaped the frail grasp of my groggy brain leaving nothing but the...
Today has been a respite, a respose from the inanity of semester's end. After a late breakfast, I decided to go outside and enjoy the glory-fall. I walked out past the parking lot and sat on a big rock and gazed across the field in front of the school. It was a beautiful moment—gazing and reflecting and praying. I couldn't help but take it all in, and I was so thankful that my eyes are truly open. When your eyes are really open, you never...
"To conclude this series on prayer, I have asked fellow Jessup student Sara Lewis to share her insights on prayer and experience of God through it. Please give thought to what she has to say about the power and authority given to believers!"
— David Andrew
Walking in the Spirit
Only in the last couple of years have I experienced just a taste of what it means to sit in His presence, and every time only leaves me wanting more and wishing I had...
"The following post is written by my friend Karsten—an unashamed man of God whose perspectives on faith and praxis have radically challenged and shaped my own. I pray you are blessed by his words. :)"
—David Andrew Prayer. Such an overused word. We have “prayer meetings” and “prayer groups” and “prayer chains,” we say “I’ll pray for you” to our suffering Christian friends (then we usually don’t remember to). So what is...
"In continuing this series on prayer, I wanted to focus on abiding in God's presence. Writing on this subject, my friend Maria Viola offers her intimate, insightful perspective from her experience of God in the quite place."
—David Andrew The Quiet Place We can learn to abide in God’s presence wherever we go, in any situation, in whatever we are doing. There is a starting point: being in the prayer closet. I cannot stress enough the...
So today I want to officially announce the print release of volume number two of my poetry! You can now order "Snapshots: Of the Coming Glory" as a print on demand book immediately through CreateSpace and Amazon! I also want to announce a blog series I will be launching soon! God has been laying the subject of prayer heavily on my heart lately; and I have been inspired to run a series of guest blog posts about prayer. We'll be talking about many...
This summer has been new: new house, new opportunities, new challenges. Most importantly (IMHO), I’ve come to experience a new season in my relationship with God. I’ve become aware of communing. Through all of the transitions this summer related to moving and all of the uncertainties about going back to school, I’ve come to a place where I find myself wanting to do nothing except be still and know that He is God. (Ps. 46:10) There is...
I've been hearing a lot of messages lately about God's love. God's love. God's affection. As one speaker put it, the word love is used so much that it fails to impact us the way it should when used in regard to the way God feels about us. God is affectionate toward us. Affectionate. Yet even this word seems dead to me, or I to it. Should that move me to cry to God for a heart that can respond to Him? In some small way, it does. Maybe if I start...
Today, God broke through all of the noise in my life. I really needed to hear from Him today and He led me and guided me to the right place and the right circumstance so that He could just shower His love on me. I'm really in awe of Him. I really love Him. Here's a new poem for you that I pray encourages you to hold fast to God's promises. Fresh Encounter Now, I feel a gentle breeze,
Subtle, first, but no less real,
Now it comes, oh...
