It’s pain,
more than a priest,
that teaches you
how to pray.
Tag: Faith
Testimonies of Nature
Now that the world is silent for a moment, may we again hear the cries of the wind, the whispers of the trees, and the cadence of the river, all, and at once, singing the song of their Creator, the source of trembling power and unexpected life.
On Sacrifice
During those moments
of fleeting humanity,
I reject painful sacrifice,
but then I recall the truth:
it is my highest honor
to do something,
for my God,
that hurts.
Touchstone Tuesday: Poem X
My heart
races when I
read Scripture,
for it is my heart,
and it has been
found out.
Ricochet
I ricochet
between
the feelings of
depravity
— the shame
of seeing God
yet still
choosing myself —
and the majesty
of there ever
being a moment
during which
self-interest
was conquered
at all.
How we
are irredeemable
and redeemed,
all at once.
On Spirit
I find it difficult
to write
poems of
spirit and faith —
a challenge
that surprises me,
for there are, truly,
few moments
more poetic
than casting my heart
onto the ground,
crying out to my Creator,
in desperate hope and distress,
for relief from the boulders
that burden me to the earth.
What do you carry in your heart but struggle to write about?
Firestone Friday – Poem V
With fire and steel
torrents and zeal –
with wind and with ice
with day and with nights –
the moon and her stars
with sighs and with scars –
with earthen quakes
and dusty snowflakes –
with budding petals
and glistening metals –
silent humming
yet strident drumming:
You Are.
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Holiness
Sure, we’re all holy
(from the neck up)
aren’t we?
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Wordsmith Wednesday – Poem IV
Lo, but if we exchanged in commerce
with kindness as currency
and commensurate compassion,
then – and only then –
would wealth be something of honor.
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On Possession
I said she was mine
and he was mine.
They were mine.
And I swallowed them whole,
cherishing the explosive flavor of control.
Then, He came,
and pulled them from my throat.
He told me they were His.
They were all His.
But he didn’t devour them.
What kind of revolution is this?
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Faith, Health, and Other Musings 