When Yahweh speaks and all the sky goes white, the trees stand, silhouetted in the glow; shadows melt away, replaced by snow; and darkness turns to paper in the night. When Yahweh opens up His storehouse door, the sifted shafts of slanting water spears hit the ground like spiral strands of years that mark the […]
Read more "The Way of the Storm"Just look at the enchanting rain! Falling like a silver veil. I wonder at the people who complain at so beautiful a thing. They push back curtains and only see de-styled hair and wrecks of plans—as if the earth were meant to be the steward of our whims. Of course, the conscientious ranks […]
Read more "Wonder of the Rain"Gentle Father, hold Your child. The stones of life have bruised the heart and left a tear-streaked, trembling face, inconsolable to any other— Your child cries for You. Bend down and brush the tears away, and take Your own into your arms. Lay the wearied on Your shoulder, to comfort with Your daddy-whispers […]
Read more "Gentle Father"It seems a cold, dark shaft where love would bid me go— deep beneath the hills. The memories, sand-like, blow— a heart-blinding draft. I’ve walked the caves before— walked them with a thief until the stars were gone; I know the haunting grief— and I cannot anymore. But I forget that love, with […]
Read more "Take the Lamp"little gods, who fabricate preeminence and struggle endlessly for sovereignty, surrender to your Maker, and know peace. –
Read more "to the little gods"To bless, He waits, expectant, from His throne while down below the toilsome ant-roads long lead peopled millions to their bleak alone, and darkened nights withhold the joyful song. He reaches out, His very self to give while creatures grub for grabbing in their need and use the crumpled husks of life they live like […]
Read more "The Open Shore"She asked the world for love— he gave her pleasure. She asked the world to stay— he left a dagger. –
Read more "Modern Love"More than a dream that I wake from, snatching with empty, aching hands at the wisps of light fading fast to darkness— You are the One I wake to every time, unfaded brilliance, strong and sure, the only true God. –
Read more "More than a Dream"Maybe it was the seed. Maybe the soil. Maybe the weather. Or maybe roses don’t grow in the dark. –
Read more "Why?"I walked in the shadows, trying to fit their dreamworld, hoping it would make sense. I forgot who You made me to be. I cut a zigzag trail, zipping from this scene to that, led by all the options. I forgot who You made me to be. The colors of the world were […]
Read more "Awakened"
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