afterstorm

The sky cries that lately glowered o’er our trembling fields and shocked with shearing blasts of flashing fire. Now it streams its heart to us below. Unleashing droplet crystals small, and splashy-bright it slowly grows the life it looks upon. – – – Photo by Jonine Coetzer: https://www.pexels.com/photo/green-leaves-after-rain-8068753/

Only, Alone

Spread the Word to Christian lands Open Grace holds out its hands, Lasting hope through Christ is won Absolution through the Son. – – Photo by John-Mark Smith: https://www.pexels.com

Blueprint for Mercy

He kneels before me both arms wide begging for clemency again— like he didn’t know the pay plan. – eyes trained on me, as if I’m tied to some special code of kindness, overriding sense with blindness, – as if some mercy should divide him from his failures, change his ways, forgive his debts for […]

Quiddity

What kind of boon to fight temptation keep demons at bay and bless mankind with goodness is found within an autumn apple eaten on a fence at sunset? – – – Photo by Erik Mclean: https://www.pexels.com/photo/aged-wooden-fence-in-lush-forest-in-rural-area-5753341/

Mercy Clouds

He opened up the skies and mercy fell to earth in silver-lines the rains of sacrificial grace. – And here we stand immersed in water sparks of love grieving that the rains put out our sacrifice. – We see the pluming smoke– our idols unappeased– as Father bends and opens up His arms to us. […]

The Fog and the Frost

The fog and the frost, the moonlight at morning— read the signs in the exile’s adorning— all is not lost.

The God of Elizabeth

While at His greatest work, His mercy stitching ancient words into reality, preparing the way age by age for the sunrise from on high, the salvation of His people, the hope of mankind— the LORD also lifted the life-grief of one barren woman whom He loved.

Wonders

That the Lord of the universe should make Himself small, a microscopic speck on a planet obscured in light years of galaxies, is a wonder. That the Holy One, ablaze with purity, should walk straight into the ugliness of this world and eat with sinners is another. But there is a greater wonder— that the […]

Incurvatus In Se

Curling inward like the fern but brown and bent and dead. Bent within and ever in to live for self in sin – We turn in-to that we might seek a way away from outward stares or help that’s sought, to give and see a rescue path away from me – For air is hard, […]

I Reach for Grace

I reach for grace like stretching for a cup of water in the heat that seems too far away. – My fingers seem at best to scratch the back of worn and weathered hands that hold the drink I crave – My mind. Practical. like sluffing off a test I know I cannot ace. Should […]