The Forgiveness

I wanted it to be something in her,something broken, something wrong.A darkness I could point towardand say, there, in her it belong. But as I prayed,On the anger I stopped brewing.And somewhere in the silencemy own darkness came pursuing. I thought of all my sins,the ones I bury, and push and hide.On the things IContinue reading “The Forgiveness”

The Boat Ride

“Look out the window, Daddy,”my boys screamed to me,so I leaned out and watched the rolling water crash – gently come to be. And somewhere in that moment,though I couldn’t tell you when.I wasn’t bauld and bulging—But a little boy again. The water caught the sunlight,the world fell soft and still.Nostalgia hit back quietly,as childhoodContinue reading “The Boat Ride”

The Good Earth

When I dig into the good earth,I feel something I can’t explain,The soil beneath my working hands,The sun, the seed, the gentle rain. And somehow, as I turn the ground,My thoughts rise higher than the sod;For all this goodness speaks to meOf the goodness of our God. My hands are working in the earth,But myContinue reading “The Good Earth”

The Long Road Home: My Journey to Orthodoxy

I have always been a seeker. Even as a child, I was fascinated by questions that many people would dismiss. Before the internet was everywhere, I remember reading newspaper articles about big cat sightings in Cheshire and North Wales. I was fascinated by stories of the unknown, by mysteries, by the question of what wasContinue reading “The Long Road Home: My Journey to Orthodoxy”

Matter Doesn’t Matter

Matter doesn’t matter,Though kingdoms rise and fall.Gold will lose its glitter,Proud towers will fall small. Dust returns to dust,As every grave has shown.But Christ has conquered death,And calls His children home. So let my heart seek treasureNo thief or moth can claim.Matter doesn’t matter,Only the love of Christ remains.

The Empty Chair

I know long and lonely roads.My hands, like my pockets, are used to being empty.There are pieces of me I’ll never find,and still he tempts me. I’ve lost money,family,lovers,even friends who swore they were brothers. An empty chair where she once sat—a smile, a nod,a little chat. Yet through every loss, one truth remained:Jesus.Jesus neverContinue reading “The Empty Chair”