September 2025

Day 24: A Letter

Dear Lord, Till the grounds of my heart Make it pliable again Restore it to be the Garden of Eden […]

Everything may appear broken. Everything may look messy, futile, chaotic, and ruined. Our eyes can see all the decay and

Morning Rise / September 22, 2025

I am a fruitful vine, planted in the Lord’s vineyard The Lord guards and watches over me around the clock

Uncategorized / September 21, 2025

*** Look! with a steady and expectant gaze at the pole, and the baggage and weight will fall off Look

Poems, Word Capsule / September 20, 2025

The river of life is flowing And pouring into the belly of the earth. The river of life is flowing

Poems / September 19, 2025

The Word is true The Word is life The Word is a Person. *** The Word is ancient The Word