I’ve been thinking about a bible story recently. The about a paralyzed man (it doesn’t say how he became paralyzed) and how he is carried to Jesus by his friends. They … Continue reading What If We Carried The Stretcher Of Others?
In the years that I have lived, loved and groaned I have never known the hunger pangs of children I have never witnessed a child dying from the curable … Continue reading I’ll Fight!
“He said to them, “Do you bring a lamp to put it under a bowl or a bed? Instead, don’t you put it on its stand? For whatever is hidden … Continue reading Shine!
Some Say that these moments will all fade away like the waning of the seasons never to return again. Some say there is no turning back no joy in the … Continue reading Some Say…(Poem)
Sometimes recalling certain memories can be like peeling the paint from an old weathered house. You know the old house needs it, it’s crying for it and yet the whole … Continue reading This Old House…Peeling back the paint
When I have exhausted all of my words when each phrase I utter sounds the same waning on like some sort of warning siren… when the motions go out without … Continue reading How often I lose my way…(Poem)
Jesus had told him that he would go where he didn’t want to go and be led to places he never wished to be…but Peter wasn’t quite prepared for the violent onslaught the seemed … Continue reading An Angelic Prison Break