There’s nothing natural
About this world;
Just miracles
We’ve become accustomed to.
Just Miracles
Category: Musings
Boundaries of Your Glory
I could search forever
And never see
The boundaries of Your glory;
There are wonders buried in deepest space
And others I miss
Before my face.
You Came To Us, Advent: Week 3
Solid Word,
Living Lamp,
Gentle Lion,
Conquering Lamb,
You made this world
You came into.
You came to us
To bring us back to You.
Anybody Weary?, Advent: Week 2
Contrary to the cliche, there can be rest for the weary:
Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
This gift is why “the weary world rejoices” at Christmas.
Urban
convergence of consciousness
axiomatic microcosm of humanity
juggernaut ascending
positively teeming
with dreams
fear, joy, loneliness,
and love
October’s Rays
October’s rays are lazy;
They don’t rise-and-shine, they fall.
The leaves sift them like cinnamon
And they rest on autumn like a shawl.
Even We Are Good
All the leaves in the canopy
The Lord knows every one
Every grain of sand beneath the seas
And baking in the sun
All the flakes on every peak
He calls them all by name
He warms our hearths when he speaks
Each leaping fiery flame
Every soul you’ve every known
He knitted them with care
Hand-placing every chromosome
And numbering every hair
He knows this world He’s spoken
As every author should
So you and I can trust Him
When He says even we are good
