Dear Father , I still can’t see very well. And again today I hear a lot about you as they say you are” here with us. “. And they speak about what it means when you are “here with us.” They speak of what you do and what you say and where you move. But… Continue reading Down from the Tree
Tag: Jesus is Real
The Widow’s dress
they stare strangely now at her Alone in the familiar pew for now is one when once was two. She Pardons those who see her in black And takes her seat with the sinners in the back. “How do you do? ” She replies “I do I do” As She greets the saints from pew… Continue reading The Widow’s dress
Parched
His lips are like concrete cracked beneath a florescent sun my hands are gloved blue to hold one more moistened sponge not hyssop or wine, nor vinegar,whiskey or the enemy gall just one drop of water, i say …” one drop , the physician says that all.” his eyes draw open , a pool of… Continue reading Parched
Reformation Day
Reformation is Revival. And so , now in these “last days”when The Holy Spirit yearns to make The Bride the One Pure reflection of the Bridegroom, we press in prayer for Revival . We need no longer to be “formed” and “transformed “and “re-formed” , we need to be regenerated Alive !!! I repost this… Continue reading Reformation Day
A Sunday Shooting
This poem was written Sunday Oct 2 before I heard of the Las Vegas shooter. It is not about the shooting in Las Vegas but about what happens in spiritual space when we gather in our churches to WORSHIP on Sunday. Satan becomes an indiscriminate destroyer of a distracted crowd. Sunday Shooting ( a poem)… Continue reading A Sunday Shooting
Outreach
The Lord has bared His holy arm before the eyes of all the peoples. And all the ends of the earth shall see the Salvation of our God … Continue reading Outreach