Let them ask the questions Let them push back and resist Let them doubt every teaching and wonder what they missed Let them recognize coercion when teachers manipulate and shame Let them yearn for the truth only found in His Name Let them see how we’ve missed it Let them see where we are Let … Continue reading Let Them
Bound by gravity Betrayed, grounded Electricity flows through my veins I stand in the storm She sways in the shadows Waves with the wind Dances in the deep A calm cloud in the distance Rising in the east To encounter my grief My nebulous cloud Drawing nearer I see, She cuts through darkness Breaking bonds … Continue reading Hope
Then, out of nowhere, I stare Eyes fixed on the chair And cry, picturing you there Continue reading Haiku
Oh, hello there! Just… Give me… a moment… please I need… to catch… my breath…whew! I don’t climb stairs with ease Thank you for your kindness Wow, it’s so crowded in here! I feel anxious and overwhelmed What? Do I need prayer for fear? My feelings are quite normal Please, just help me find a … Continue reading Unintentional Exclusion
Fearless. I wish that was a banner I could wave. Kind of. But it’s not. It’s a word that’s as intimidating as the flawless Proverbs 31 woman. I’m not her, either. Well, at least not the her I had previously pictured. Fearless walks faster than I do. She has no weakness. She’s confident in … Continue reading My Childhood Bully
I’m tired of the supposed-to’sAnd cookie-cutter moldsFrustrated with the should-have-beensThe too-youngs, and too-olds I’m tired of the constant strivingAnd opinions shared that are always implyingThat I’m more of an exception or just barely calledWomen are, after all,At the root of the fall! Enough is enough of the shameful, finger-pointingSatan’s having a hay day, and the … Continue reading Here I Am, Send Me
I’m not sure if this would count as poetry, but it seems fitting to categorize it here. I wrote this shortly after we found out the baby we’d been trying for didn’t have a heartbeat. That’s a story in itself, but the Holy Spirit meeting people as Comforter when they’re grieving can fit into any … Continue reading Hidden in Him
There are secret worlds hidden Behind the door of each heart That spring forth to life When the music starts We don’t always understand Yet, we feel it the same When melodies ascend From each finely tuned frame Sleepers wake to the rhythm In time with the beat Of pulsating hammers Striking their strings Souls … Continue reading When the Music Starts
The choice given in the garden truly puzzles me That it came down to a simple fruit eaten from a tree What could the fruit of life have been? Which one did He design? What shape? What color? What could we assume Changed the course for all mankind? Do you think it was a coconut … Continue reading The Tree
My heart’s grieved and longing For a kingdom that’s dawning In a world of already, not-yet But I’m frustrated in waiting With the Church’s flag-waving While their leaders play Russian roulette Little girls are still shrinking We’re in the bottom of the inning And we need to level the field But we’re too concerned with … Continue reading The Tide is Rising
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