All Belong

Intimidated stood in his postCourage sat down in the backNeglected clung to the pewAlways right never caught the flack Uninformed taught the morning courseDiligence worked himself into a rutHumility lay prostrate on the floorArrogance took the shortcut Faithful showed up every weekImpulsive spoke out of turnPassive stood by and watchedJealous showed no concern Considerate gave … Continue reading All Belong

I Am

I am JeremiahWeepy, rejectedI cannot keep silent I am ElijahBold in one moment But fearful in the next I am Hannah crying outA mother seeking GodPleading my cause I am Peter, Zealous, impulsive Adventurous, outspokenAll in I am MaryMagnifying the LordRejoicing in my Savior And my God I am BezelelAn artist led by the SpiritCreatively … Continue reading I Am

Labels

The labels we giveThough right in our eyesMay not be correct Much to our surprise She’s not hard-hearted and withdrawn But struggling to move onPerhaps he’s distracted, aloof Struggling to trust, but needing proof Or maybe what’s happening Is that they really don’t know,They didn’t catch the signsEven if you thought so The labels we … Continue reading Labels

Unspoken

When communication ceasesAnd motives assumedWhen Babel falls to piecesWhere friendship once bloomed When shrugs are observedAnd mistaken for prideWhen body language discernedAs “they’re lazy, tongue-tied” When texts lose their toneAnd are read with suspicionWhen they misplaced their phoneYou’re given a decision When you’re struggling and feelDismissed and ignoredWhen you’re hiding your realCrying out to the … Continue reading Unspoken

Looking for a Lion

I was looking for a Lion, but I found a Lamb. Slaughtered and broken, The bleeding “I Am.” The wounded One came to sit with me, and I watched as my blood ran I couldn’t tell where mine ended Or where His perfect blood began But I was told I had a lion, That it … Continue reading Looking for a Lion

One Gen

Imagine for a moment that you’re the last soul remaining from the Exodus generation. All eyes rest on you. The next gen passes the time playing cards in their nearby tents snacking on their manna just waiting for you to croak. You overhear them talking about what it will be like to finally enter the Promised … Continue reading One Gen

Fully Redeemed

They took away her armor and melted it down Her sword for her safety, her tent pegs in the ground They took her fine linens, then spread them just right Over her beaten-down armor, a shaft with pointy spikes They took her shepherd staff, saying she was out of order And since she was easily … Continue reading Fully Redeemed