Month: September 2016

Psalm 30: Must All Good Things Come to an End?

I’ve been told my whole life all good things must come to an end, and for the most part, I’ve allowed myself to believe it. My first recollection of this phenomenon was in elementary school when a close friend moved to Seattle. A group of parents took us to see the fantastic Disney movie “Hawmps”… Continue reading Psalm 30: Must All Good Things Come to an End?

Love’s Longing: Psalm 27

Foes surround and taunt me Seeking my demise Saying not to trust thee, Will you avert your eyes? False the accusations Rooted in lie’s dirt Seeking life’s cessation, Will you allow the hurt? True, my nature’s fallen, Yes, I’ve done much wrong, But these lies they’re telling, Will you endure their song? I often hide… Continue reading Love’s Longing: Psalm 27

Isaiah and modern racial tensions…

I was reading Isaiah 21 today and found myself zoning out because, for the most part, I had no clue what the chapter meant. I know it was about some ancient race of people living in Arabia who was about to reap the whirlwind of God’s wrath, but beyond that, I can’t be certain. I… Continue reading Isaiah and modern racial tensions…

Psalm 28: Judgment or Mercy?

I remember a conversation I had many years ago with a fellow worker regarding how to pray for some people who had been scheming against our company. I don’t recall the specific details of the situation but I know we were in a bit of a bind and some people were not playing nice. In… Continue reading Psalm 28: Judgment or Mercy?

Psalm 27: The Solution to Oppression and Injustice

We live in a world of oppression and injustice and I am confident anyone who might actually be reading these posts would be able to speak of the oppression and injustice they have felt in their lifetime. In fact, any person you stop on the street would be able to describe the troubles of this… Continue reading Psalm 27: The Solution to Oppression and Injustice

Psalm 26: A Life of Dross

I don’t remember many things from my youth, but I do remember the first time I saw liquid metal. I was a child and my neighbor was repairing the plumbing in her house. The workers had stripped the bathrooms of fixtures and were reworking many of the pipes they found in the walls. Her garage… Continue reading Psalm 26: A Life of Dross