My Everlasting New

I told them “time is always new when it finds its rest in you.” I told them of days so pure yet wild , with your love so true. How it is  lit with flashes of your Face Of never setting Rays .. Dew drips Mercy on mornings  “Amen ” from you  oh Ancient of… Continue reading My Everlasting New

#praying

Could heaven on earth be right now  held at  bay As the devil sends  dirt into  these empty jars of clay? As keys and fingers agree “i’ll pray, Prayin, #Pray But souls of our flesh cannot bend knee to obey ! Are there not angels and saints reviewing this score? Can’t  someone see clear through… Continue reading #praying

Spring Picking

How small His Holy Hand that bends our stems from this sin rooted land . Heavens Hand high pulled low picks Hollyhocks like us below . sets us stem to stem petal to petal pressing in Petal to petal press and point away from the wild Handicapped and handpicked like Hollyhocks gathered we haggard harlots… Continue reading Spring Picking

Wasted in the Wilderness

A TRIP before EASTER>  > > >LENT………. And Jesus, FULL OF THE HOLY SPIRIT returned from th Jordan and was led by the SPIRIT in the wilderness Luke 4:1 “He split rocks in the wilderness and gave them drink abundantly as from the deep.” Psalms‬ ‭78:15‬ ‭ESV‬‬ I think I will, I will drink I… Continue reading Wasted in the Wilderness

Dying for Mercy

“The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.” ‭‭2 Peter‬ ‭3:9‬ ‭ Father of Mercy See his twisted slumber. Thin and wanton Time throws him asunder . Father of Mercy I hear… Continue reading Dying for Mercy

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