There are certain things in this worldyou must simply ignore and let go. Perhaps this is whyI am not palatable to this world. I do not want what it wants.I cannot become what it asks me to be. I am of another. Not another place,but another Kingdom.
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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”
Malcolm Guite
The Old Stories In a podcast with Malcolm Guite ,stirred something inside of me –a world of knights and ancient kings,of forests, faith and mystery. Of Arthur and the Grail,of stories worn smooth by time,that somehow still have somethingto say to yours and mine. Not something we have lost,not something we forgot,but something lying quietlyContinue reading “Malcolm Guite”
Poets Prayer
Lord, give me words, when words are fewA heart made still, a vision true.Let every line I write revealThe hidden wounds that You can heal. Let beauty rise from things unseen,Let faith bloom, where sorrows been.And when my final verse is through,May every word lead back to You.
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”
Godly Home
No Choir Sang
He met Christ in a prison cellwith tears in both eyes.The bars still stood,but the chains broke inside. No choir sang,no crowd to applaud—mercy whisperedwhere guilt once roared. He left prison changed; carrying his cross.For the free man filled with hope and love – not pain and loss.
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”
A Spirit Built to Last
You broke my heart but not my spirit,You left me bleeding in the rain.You promised to protect me,Then caused the pain.I searched for love in empty places,For arms to hold me tight.But when I needed someone beside me,I stared out shadows through the night.Yet God was there in every tear drop,Every battle no one knew.WhenContinue reading “A Spirit Built to Last”
Smith Shine Poetry 