Accumulation

Stirring the soup of this so-called life, seasons swirl in my mind,
glimpses of who I have been, swimming in my consciousness
stirring within a stew of questions, tiny bits bubbling up
swirling in my brain’s broth, one question rising…
as the scales fall from my eyes-
who am I, now?

Listen

A Note for National Poetry Month: Hello, and thank you for taking the time to read my poem today. I wrote this poem this morning, and it came to me, as words often do, as I sat down for some quiet time of reading, prayer and contemplation. Honestly this time is nothing fancy, or formal – I am just trying to listen for God in a noisy world, and allow Him to speak to my heart, first and foremost.

Arrival of the King

Arrival of the King Wishing you and yours a blessed Easter. This gift of words from my King, freely received, freely given. All praise to the King of Kings, Lord of Lords. He is worthy of all praise! Amen. Arrival of the King He makes, saints of sinners,but that’s not all He will do…He’s gotContinue reading “Arrival of the King”