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Above the clouds— swaying grass, tickled feet; the summit view— sprawling earth-blend art; an eagle passing; the rich, unending sky; the thrill of going heart on heart— forever. –
Read more "joy"Above the clouds— swaying grass, tickled feet; the summit view— sprawling earth-blend art; an eagle passing; the rich, unending sky; the thrill of going heart on heart— forever. –
Read more "joy"It’s hard to watch the hands of time, dismantling the past. unscrewing memories, packing up the artifacts in boxes to bury someplace. The house I loved, taken board by board, is not the place it was before— but lonely, struggling to stand, in a forgotten field. My elders—where are they? Time has damaged […]
Read more "Changed"Come in parts before the world would arm and hear the music swelling in the breeze the first in form and substance of the plans of heav’nly wisdom. And like the breath that swept, omnipotent in touch, across the field unknown and still unknowingly at dawn the earth in satured palates rose anon. – And […]
Read more "And It Was So"hand-fashioned of gold in a flawless design, and no less beautiful when they are theirs, not mine –
Read more "Good Gifts"All the teeming earth rejoices! Man and beast belong to God; founded on a sea of water, still preserved upon the flood. – Refrain: Lift up you heads, oh Zion’s gates! Be lifted up you ancient doors and let the King of Glory in. Behold the God of Zion come! – Who can climb up […]
Read more "The King of Glory (Psalm 24)"On August 9, 2011, Warren Jeffs was convicted of sexually assaulting a minor. This resulted in the eventual breakup of America’s largest Polygamist Town: Colorado City/Hildale. Hundreds of women and younger men, abused and neglected for years are only just now beginning to heal from their harrowing past. Now at last, the town has hope […]
Read more "Desert Wind"We are not poor— snatching at the crumbling goods of barbaric societies. We are not helpless— mustering life-power from dying bodies. We are not unknown— clambering for the stage that collapses into dust. We are not ashamed— covering up the crash sites of our faulty trust. We are not desperate— gobbling […]
Read more "Christian Identity"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 […]
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