How grand it is, my Lord and God, That sinners such as I Can bow the knee and humbly nod And from me shame will fly. For all the sins I know I’ve done An ever-blackened mark, And all my days under the sun I’ve filled with evil dark. And […] Read more
Often, Lord, my soul it bends my heart befriends and hand extends to what is false. Also, Lord, I seek your face desire grace and your embrace for it is right. Help me in this constant war to sin abhor and you adore for you are good. Open wide this […] Read more
How often have we felt abandoned and wondering where God might be? How often is that abandonment due to our own sin and choices? Read more
God speaks to us in the rhythm of nature, through the words of his mouth, and by the life of his son. Are we able to feel, hear, and live all three? Read more
The world does not always allow us to neatly place the wicked in one category and the righteous in another. Specifically, I know I dance back and forth between both categories and often wonder about God’s call for me to be his own. Read more
The psalmist presents a contrast for us to consider between the cup used to toast the gods (16:4) and the cup we partake of as followers of the one true God (16:5). It is with such an image in mind that I wrote this poem. Read more