Posted in Poetry, Sermons

redemption draws nigh

burn the evil
fear the sane.
Vessel of reason
be willing to hear
Good News.
I wonder aloud
Do I believe
my old ways?
Miracles change
me ever so slowly.
Morphing a new creation.

Doubt separates us.
I am
just as I am
sharpened by wisdom
willing to revolt.
I will pray for you.

Lift up your heads, you gates; lift them up, you ancient doors, that the King of glory may come in.  Psalm 24:9

For Your loving kindness is great to the heavens And Your truth to the clouds. 11 Be exalted above the heavens, O God; Let Your glory be above all the earth. Psalm 57:10-11

That Your beloved may be delivered, save with Your right hand, and answer me!
Psalm 108:6

My sentiments today. I feel deficient. I feel laughable. The scrutiny of the public eye leaves me vulnerable. Is it reasonable to imagine others are vulnerable too?




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