“My God is still in control And still He reigns on His throne Though mountains may tremble and sea billows roll I’ll sing it is well with my soul My God is still in control” The above words from Mack Brock’s song “Still in Control” speaks to the season of the past two years. For … More always, it is well with my soul.
Broken wings, mine are Unable to lift off the ground Bruised from the jagged cliffs I’ve fallen upon With fear in my heart I glance upward Wishing to depart From the rough terrain I’ve landed near Clipped wings, mine are Unable to leave this land Numb from the harsh winds I’ve been surrounded by Yet, … More Clipped Wings
It’s been a rough few months, but rather than talk about my situation and the miracle I’m praying for, I’m going to talk about the beautiful revelations that God has been speaking into my heart and life. I hope that you, too, can relate and see that even though we cannot always understand why things … More Committed to the Cost.
Like a scattered puzzle Pieces of my heart Are spread across The vast spaces Of time and innocence From which I do not know Which piece to pick up first Do I begin with the middle Or the edges? Like a church mosaic Pieces of my mind Are lost across The vast uknown Of generations … More Pieces.
Behind the camera lens Or in front of the room Through pages of books I have hidden A degree I wear A picture I paint With a crooked smile I have hidden Very few know the real story Behind my literature Where metaphors are memories For the things I wish to forget The camera flashes … More Hidden Strength: A Poem
The words you are about to read have been scrolling through my mind for the past several weeks like the screen credits at the end of a film. Never ending. Perhaps that is because I spend many nights alone, with nothing but a pen and a cup of tea in hand. If I had roommates, … More Not caught in the middle.