Redeemer I have failed, miserably so, I have forgotten almost enough; it would be easier to ditch the faith than return, and yet…
My church Sometimes I find there is more wisdom here in the moldy crackled walls of dirty carpets and plastic chairs and the taste of hot dogs split in three so there’s enough to share than in a thousand gleaming halls. Sometimes I find there is more love here in the dress bought with everyone’s hands ofContinue reading “My church”
Waiting What right do we have to claim we are too busy for Him? We have none. Our Creator deserves intentional, undivided time from us, and as we wait in that stillness, He is faithful to meet us.
A God Who never changes In moments of unforeseen circumstances, calling on God by the title He has proven Himself to be, can remind us exactly who we put our trust in. Our God is a God who never changes, and therefore can be trusted to manifest in our lives as He has in the past.
He abideth faithful Even when you fail Him, He does not fail you. If you truly are a member of Christ’s body, then He can never and will never deny you, for that amounts to denying Himself.
Raw Here I am. Raw, broken, and gross, but here I will always be. Willing and desperate for an eternity to know You.
Quiet, sylvan, constant (Confessions part III) There will, after all, be a day, A burning, sylvan, quiet day, in which I step out of this dark wood and into the light, to see the stars, and the great moon.
When He breathed life into our bones You’ve never felt a silence quite so loud as this, a silence weaving in and out of rotting skulls that lay decaying, a silence rendering multitudes hauntingly wordless in the scorched heat. Can these bones live?
Joy, Deeply Felt (Confessions part II) Happiness is fleeting and small, and while joy is everlasting and immense, it would also be empty—in fact, it would not be itself—were it not for its desired, God.
