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...
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...
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...
Here's my latest attempt at writing poetry. You can find more of my poems in my books. You can also find my latest book in Apple's iBookstore by searching for "Snapshots". Greater I have no more to say.
You have come and overcome
my spirit with Yours,
my spiritual moors
are strengthened by Your presence. O God, I ask for greater faith!
All I've seen and all I've heard
reignites my trust in You,
reignite my trust in Who
You have shown Yourself to...
Jesus, as I call Your Name,
I feel crushing defeat
Weighing down.
Surely, no, it couldn't be,
Not my pride, no, not control,
My heavy crown. I see a future full of stuff
To do, entirely of my own
Creating.
But the calendar constrains—
The due process of order leaves me
Waiting. I open my mouth to speak,
Explain the tension holding
My weak love.
If weeping breaks the chains of fear,
Accept this act committed here
With fierce love.
Hi all, I have a newly penned poem that I'd like to share with you! You'll be able to find this poem and many others in my upcoming book Snapshots: Of the Coming Glory!
Dead Ends and Open Doors
Please, don’t remind me again,
It hurts as deep as any sin,
See me now begin to blush,
See my blood begin to rush
To my head.
Like I said,
The path of pain does only now begin. Now I can’t say anything.
My ears will not stop from ringing,
Every door...
