Abide in Me
When evils hit the world news and scenes of unjust suffering hit our eyes and hurt in our heart, it is hard to identify all our feelings.
Places 36: America
This prophetic cry for our nation is as relevant today as when I wrote it in 1997. Revisions were few. I changed a few present tense verbs to past tense and updated a couple images and changed the ending to a prayer. America — The U.S.A. My country—land of shopping malls, home of bubble gum and […]
The Pentateuch
In 1982 someone asked me to summarize the Pentateuch. I wrote this poem—a quick romp through Genesis and Exodus—and forgot it. Recently a couple copies surfaced in old files. I had fun revising it and know a few readers will like it. It’s a niche piece, not for everyone. Unless you know Genesis and Exodus, […]
Places 23: Tall Before Me
Note: I had fun with this one. I’m not sure how inspired it is— the content is quite serious but the words came so quickly that I forgot about the “writer” in me who struggles and searches for the perfect word and just enjoyed the flow of verses moving from my head to the paper. One line […]
Faith or Fear
On December 11th, I looked out the window and wrote a poem about the wintry view before my eyes. I was surprised that it ended up about fear and faith. What is in us has a way of coming out, doesn’t it. I rarely post new poems, but put it on-line. Dissatisfied, I revised it. Here’s […]
Places 22: Jesus Said to Thomas
Then Jesus said to Thomas Cut out those whispering doubts that won’t believe. Bend, man, bend to truth! Touch my side, receive. Don’t hide, don’t hide. I’m here right now, I’m here. I heard your grief, I felt each sob, each tear. I know you cried and cried. I know your faith and hope had […]
The Christian Vote
Note: Please READ this and pass it on—especially the Charles Finney quotation and comments at the end
Places 05: Streams
Late winter rains pour down, flood deep / filling gullies, lifting creeks. Flushing ice from caves— where creatures hide…
Places 06: Friends
Writing can be a break from pressures—like reading a good book or watching a light movie. Revising this autobiographical poem about my first date in 1952 was a pleasant faith-building diversion from pressures and stress. I hope you can travel back in time and relate to bits of it with me. The line lengths support reading aloud. The meaning? Honestly, I’m not sure—
Essays in Ephesians #9
This Essay on Ephesians 2:1-3 is more lively than most because I share a few personal eye-opening encounters with the “prince of the power of the air.” It’s long, but alive. And you were dead in the trespasses and sins in which you once walked, following the course of this world, following the prince of […]
Essays in Ephesians #4
Life on earth is tragic. Yet God’s plan, set forth in Christ, continues to unfold through times when we feel deaf, gagged, horrified by violence and blinded by grief and the throbbing distractions of injustice . . .
Essays in Ephesians #3
Thank you, Father that when we look upon the mystery of the cross, we can be confident in Your love. You always know exactly what’s going on. You have wise solutions; You see eternal outcomes. When crosses come our way, when situations look dark, we don’t have to know it all.
