Spring growth is hidden within winter’s cloak as wisdom shrouds itself in the unheard words that great men have spoke. Think not to thyself that as a tree you stand when thy roots are cold and dry clutching to sand. Listen to wisdom speak proclaiming ways of health as the words linger they in their… Read More The Spring: A time for friendship
Finding one’s face is a great journey of faith in finding His.… Read More Seeking Your Face
Is it too much to ask for a little Faith?… Read More A Little Faith
Lost in the fields I cannot find my way, a lion stalks in the darkness seeking whom he will slay A shepherd diligently seeking the lost sheep that is I but the darkness is thick with fog the shepherd cannot find me, I surely am destined to die The air weighs heavy on my back… Read More Refuge in Thy wandering
Who am I God that you consider me one to heed to what you have to say? Who am I to be couunted as one of your children when with your children I did not stay? Who am I really, I ask because I do not know where I stand Who am I to be… Read More Who Am I?
Where have we been, what have we not seen that the people before had not seen or heard? Why is there not revival in our cities and multitudes hanging upon every inspired word? Where have we been, why has the witness, become a witness of evil as it unfolds? Where are we now, where is… Read More Where have we been?
What can sustain a soul devoid of discernment or taste what can fulfill one’s longing in a world full of vanity and waste? The answer is not far removed from our grasp or too obscure for a mind to explore and chase. It is hidden within the joy of a child and behind the facade… Read More Loves Embrace
1Th 5:24 Faithful is he that calleth you, who also will do it. As a man draws out water from a source he cannot know, where does the water come from and where will it go? Day in day out the man draws from the cistern that remains ever full, Not once doubting its wealth… Read More Faithful
In a culture without forgiveness, how can one teach love? How can I speak of mercy when there is no words describing the character of God above? How can this void be filled, who can stand in this gap so great? Who has a love so deep for those that can only embrace hate? Who… Read More The Power of Forgiveness
I went to the field of the harvest and realized I came along.Singing of vanity, thinking in death, a resonating old heart song. I suppressed what I could, as I was in a good place and bad should not show its face. Oh but that heart of mine kept singing, revealing where the devil had… Read More What I forgot in the field