I Deserved To Die

Where was the man? When everybody stood there with stones in their hands Ready to brutally murder me for my life is quicksand My accusers accuse me. Sinners in the judgment seat As if they haven’t slaughtered enough of these sheep They’ll stone me for my sin yet the law they can’t keep Admittingly I’m…

Still, God

Every time, I consider the recklessness of God’s love permeating the earth I am confronted with this truth. He is still God. He never stopped being God. When I get too close to destiny and far from familiarity and get scared and turn back, He’s still God. When sin looks like my favorite dish because…

Shifted

Down, low My head would hang So far beneath Christ’s intent Even lower I’d clang Wondering where all my time was spent Bottled in confusion Nestled in care It was all an allusion How I despised the despair But now I’m aware That even when I was down and low There was no place where…

The Other Side Praise

“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.” Psalms 23:4 Imagine on your spiritual journey approaching a tunnel that appears to be the most dreadful experience known to man. What’s the first thing…

Get Comfortable

Insatiable hunger Seeking spiritual food What I found was clichés Traditions and rituals But I sat still, hastened to pray Found that I was looking for flaws Negativity seeped into my quest The issue wasn’t the church It was my brokenness I’d put on these glasses Viewing the Body through my pain My heart lies…

Established Footprints

“For if you carefully keep all these commandments which I command you to do- to love the Lord your God, to walk in all His ways, and to hold fast to Him- then the Lord will drive out all these nations from before you and you will dispossess greater and mightier nations than yourselves.” Deuteronomy…

Loved On Purpose

I’m always confident until I blow it As if grace is only for the put together My mistakes pale in comparison to the blood I’m a mess at the well and He comes and sits As if mercy is only for those who do better My failings become beautiful testimonies by the blood It’s okay,…

Free Indeed

The poem, Cut Loose,  triggered something in me actually it was the visual of the featured image. The picture shows an orange bellied bird pondering his or her current plight as it is trapped in prison, evidence by the barbed wire gates. The Lord showed me that in the spirit realm, I look just like…

Cut Loose

As confusion abounds, I must praise Distractions fail completely; hands raise Simply because You are I AM Existing before existence You never began Everlasting Father with You there is no end Faithful, Consistent where I fall You extend Reaching into the muck and mire and dislodging me Each time I consider your diligence I become…