Waiting
Teach me how to wait
From the Wildwoods
words of the heart
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When Job first heard the news that day
I found this poem which I wrote some months ago after reading the book of Job. It’s meant to have an anticlimactic sort of feeling—Job’s troubles are mounting, and Satan is hoping for an explosive rebellion against the Lord’s hard providence...
When Moses hit the rock in rage
a journal-style poem
What did I know of shadows?
a ballad of sorts
How short the life a flower lives
Many of my friends, family, and acquaintances were plunged into grief with the sudden passing of a dear wife, mother, sister, daughter, friend and her sixteen year old son in a tragic car accident on March 20.
Glory
Can you see his glory now?
When Peter Walked the Stormy Sea
When Peter touched the stormy sea He surely felt the cold— With violence the windy blasts And billows round him rolled.
Jesus Wept
Now as [Jesus] drew near, He saw [Jerusalem] and wept over it.
Through
He will lead me through
Thank you, Lord
“We need to understand that God is always working.