Tag: Christian

Comprehending His Power Is My Power

We are just about to finish up my first full year of Bible Study Fellowship, and as a group leader, in the study of Matthew. The experience has been richer than I could have ever imagined. I am so blessed to have been invited to...

You Can Call Me Peter

Among Bible characters, I have often identified with Mary, the sister of Martha and Lazarus. I can easily spend time in contemplation about God or spiritual matters, essentially sitting at the feet of Jesus, while the chores of the day go unnoticed. I have also...

Have You Read What He Said? – A Poem

You think He’s a prophet, a great teacher, nothing more, nothing less Seriously? Have you ever read the many crazy things He said? He spoke like a street corner sandwich-board From that time on Jesus began to preach, “Repent, for the kingdom of heaven has...

The End – A Poem of Hope

What will you hear When His coming is near Rumors of war Earthquakes galore Widespread famine Love of mammon Don’t be alarmed Your future is charmed By the gift of life That overcomes strife Peace will transcend When He comes in the end

Memories Haunt in the Light – A Poem

I stand upon the solid Rock I’ve found my firm foundation Living each day in the Light Being sure of my salvation I know His words of grace are true ‘Cause I feel them deep in my heart I rise each day, out into the...

Thoughts on “Discovering My Purpose”

The following is an essay I wrote for the Faith and Culture Writers Conference 2014. It is the essay that I mentioned in an earlier post that was scored 29/100 by one judge and 68.5/100 by the other. One of the comments I received from...

Learning from Disappointment

Earlier this week I wrote this post about my experience at the Faith and Culture Writers Conference 2014. In that post I said that, for the most part, the conference was not disappointing. Some might have wondered in what way, then, was the conference disappointing?...

Experiencing Texas Skillet – Blind Poetry Poem

The prompt today at dVerse Poets Pub Meeting at the Bar is “The Blind Poet,” which means we were to write a poem using any or all of the senses except sight. I immediately thought of food and all the smells, sounds, and tastes that go...

Poetry and Fearlessness

Last weekend I went to the Faith and Culture Writers Conference in Newberg, Oregon. I was really looking forward to it for weeks before the event. And for the most part it was not disappointing. I was inspired by several of the speakers — Tony...