To Wake

//I wrote this the morning of the Bible Bee test.  Hope you enjoy it!  I’m on vacation right now, so if I don’t respond to comments for a few days, don’t worry, I haven’t fallen off the face of the earth; I’m probably just busy or without internet (or both)// To …

I Am the Vine

This is the last of the seven I Am statements in John. It’s also my last post before the Bible Bee locals test on Saturday. Throughout John, Jesus has revealed more and more of who He is.  He is the Word, God incarnate.  He is the Life, shining into the …

River Running

//This was the first of my three major poems last year, and it’s still one of my favorites.  I was actually trying to write song lyrics, but then I found out I have no idea how to do that; anyway, that’s the reason for the weird formatting.// Over hills, over trees, …

Sky Burning

We looked up from our labors here From dirt and flowers and bright smells Looked up in sudden terror and fear As the heavens above began to tremble And you knew that your world could never be the same. And the stars exploded in flaming rents Across the fathomless dark …

The Creek | A Short Story

I recently realized that I like to use my short stories not only to explore themes and character, but also to experiment with different narrative techniques.  So I thought it would be fun to do a story written from the second person point of view.  Hope you enjoy it!  Any …

I Am the Good Shepherd

“The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want.”  The psalm is such a beautiful, timeless portrayal of the Lord’s love and care for His children – from the green pastures and quiet waters to rod and the staff to the overflowing cup.  The author was king David himself; a …

Wonder Why

//I wrote this a few days ago in response to all the tragic deaths that have been in the news lately.  Pray for our country.// Wonder why The blood of innocents and heathens runs Together in a river to the sea – The waves lift up their aching voice in …

I Am the Door

//So I decided to do a poem for this one.  What do you think?// It was only a wardrobe Until she stepped through the door Out of lonely faded grandeur into Snow-white lamplight And it was only a stable Till they were dragged through the door From fire stricken darkness …