When You Are Screaming on the Inside

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I was walking along the road with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature. ~Edvard Munch

 

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God Does Not Roar

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This poem was written last Tuesday during my morning quiet time. God’s Word is an inexhaustible wellspring of inspiration.

I consider this a scripture layered poem, as the Holy Spirit while I wrote prompted me with many verses.

Our God is creative, not mute.

Listen for Him, and to Him.

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The Miracle In Me (Modern Day Disciple)

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There is a miracle pulsing within
once and for all
has dealt with my sin

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