there stood a dam. a dam did stand. though water, it did not hold back. that dam that stood. it stood like a man. who embodied truth like fact. this man appeared in agony; brutalized and betrayed. and I could not guess, what had made him this way. a crown he wore, but not of … Continue reading There Stood A Dam
i had a moment yesterday. dwelling on the gut-wrenching sorrowful reality of the darkness in the souls of those whom i love. O that chilling darkness; my now arch nemesis, my then closest friend. this wasn’t a contemplation driven by a self-righteous attitude or condemning heart. it was an introspective moment recalling the torment, and … Continue reading His Light Has Set Me Free
you’re the oxygen i need, at the bottom of the sea. its too dark to see, when plunged in the deep. hopeless in defeat i sense my flesh is weak i fear that this may be my castaway scene. i capsize on a reef, lost out at sea. running low on belief, and morale growing … Continue reading Drowning
[The title comes from Psalm 92] Jehovah, Almighty, my lips say You’re my King. Author, Perfector, You make my faith complete. ill proclaim You’re risen. ill sing of how You save. Your love is so great- sanctifying saints. – Father in Heaven, Guardian of Peace, You care for the lowly, with mercy that won’t cease. … Continue reading It is Good to Praise the Lord, & Make Music to His Name
a tropical dungeon doesn’t always feel like cold and suffocation. it doesn’t always feel like warm and enchanted neither. tropical dungeon was a phrase I mustered up a few weeks ago in a means to describe earth and the existential experience we belong to as inhabitants of earth. it embodies the reality of seasons lived in … Continue reading Tropical Dungeon
we wait in eager expectation, creation subject to frustration. filled with hope of the covenant, patiently standing firm to be saved. trusting the angels will someday gather us, the saints + elect: His most prized possession. what a miraculous God we worship, can’t be defeated for the Victor already stands. children of a King; gentle and conquering. … Continue reading a poem.
let us declare this morning who we are before our God. there is heart-melting power in declaration. in claiming the Father’s truth over ourselves. just as He declared ‘I am that I am’, may we declare who we are. I am a saint, drenched in Your unfailing love. I am a son, covered in Your … Continue reading I Am.