Friday, June 17, 2011


[written Oct. 19]

As the world fragments about me,
Breaking apart in my hands,
Cracking at my every footstep,
I stand fearlessly on my Rock
Secure in His power
Shining His light.

Sunday, June 5, 2011


Your power is a thunderstorm
Covering the ground with blessings
Demanding the attention of Your people.

A forgiving destruction, a beautiful grey
The thunderstorm only magnifies the true light
After the clouds have passed in their time.

I can no more deny your wonder
Than I could fail to hear your storm
Which surrounds and haunts my being.
{and hope does not put us to shame}