Oh God can’t you see from the Altar to the Door See how Blood spatters and speckles the church’s Dusty Floor! See the men in taverns tell tots tales of a Holy War. See mamas move prostrate sneaking prayer in a corridor. Look , crowds on the streets scream “we cannot take it anymore!” While your reporters write of a cry that they long to ignore: Many are the words of martyrs… Continue reading between the Altar and the Door
Category: Poems
Mama’s Penpal
Look down Jesus from Your Holy Height to hear the groans of our children , the prisoners, to set free these doomed to die that they may live to declare YOUR NAME JESUS (Psalms 102:19-21) Oh church Oh church , can you hear our cries? We are outside your doors , our eye never dries! Seasons, they come… Continue reading Mama’s Penpal
Spring Planting : Good Friday 2016
We plant forgiveness and we wait for love to bloom. I waited a year to see the fruit of forgiveness. Now , today ,almost to the date of my planting with Jesus , I hear a pleasant report. Therefore I repost this blog as a true testimony that when you forgive as He is forgiving you,… Continue reading Spring Planting : Good Friday 2016
Thinking on these things …
WHEN I THINK ON THESE THINGS. . . . . . A poem for Jesus from the children of God . . . . When I think on these things , I see you are most TRUE! When Song and Dance Enter THE BRIDE, each Sunday, ANEW And Praising Hands Lift HER many Troubles to Troubles that flew And YOUR BRIDE arises… Continue reading Thinking on these things …
A Fellowship Dinner Prayer (Communion)
“and the first day of unleavened bread, when they killed the passover, his disciples said unto him, Where wilt thou that we go and prepare that thou mayest eat the passover with us?” Mark 14:12 KJV Might I have dinner with You? Might I have dinner with You, My King That you might Now set… Continue reading A Fellowship Dinner Prayer (Communion)
Funeral of The “Old Wretched Man” based on Romans 7
Oh Wretched man that I am who will deliver me from this body of death? But now we are released from the law, having died to that which held us captive , so that we serve in the new way of the Spirit and not in the old ways of the written code. (Romans 7:24,6)… Continue reading Funeral of The “Old Wretched Man” based on Romans 7
Bondservant’s prayer: a doulos’ dirge
I cannot hear , I cannot hear so Master take this ear, take this ear For alone it turns in doubt and fear it makes its way to distant dead lands and settles for words most dull and bland I cannot hear, I cannot hear so Master,take my ear, take my ear lest it turn… Continue reading Bondservant’s prayer: a doulos’ dirge
A poem for my Brothers
For the brothers at Christ’s church in this day of great confession and cleansing , your sisters pray: You can’t mess with my brothers cause sis is steady prayin that these boys won’t be caught shaken and these boys won’t be left swayin I saw you ,FLESH , make my brother do what… Continue reading A poem for my Brothers
A poem for my Sisters
I like how Jesus looks on a woman, a gaze that never lets go He rightly gawks , He rightly stares from top of head to tip of toe Where other eyes will shift and land He eyes our hearts into His hand. I like how Jesus looks on our man , a… Continue reading A poem for my Sisters