Give Up

Sometimes the Cross is a crossroads Sometimes a path I can’t bear That’s when You shoulder the load right beside me Taking my half of the share Sometimes the Cross is a battle Sometimes a war in my heart That’s when You stand in defense right before me Tearing the Liar apart You never give … Continue reading Give Up

Break In

Shine Your light on her heart, exposing all the buried pain All the deep and cutting shame All the power of sin that lies behind the tears locked in her eyes Shed Your light to show the truth that the key, the hope, is You Only You can break her heart and build it back … Continue reading Break In

My Lost Coin

“Or suppose a woman has ten silver coins and loses one. Does she not light a lamp, sweep the house and search carefully until she finds it? And when she finds it, she calls her friends and neighbors together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost coin.’” –Luke 15:8-9 I love to write … Continue reading My Lost Coin

Falling Scales

This is a poem I wrote who knows when. I finally finished cleaning my room tonight (all except the vacuumming) and came across an old journal that held only a couple of stray pages. A couple of prayers, a list, and this undated poem. (Actually, given that I wrote “verse” and “chorus” next to the … Continue reading Falling Scales

I, Bartimaeus

For the story of Bartimaeus, read Mark 10:46-52. Lord, every day I need You more than the one I lived before. My sins, though small (or so I think), add to the cup You had to drink. Some sorrow comes through tragedy and I cannot but bend my knee. Or pride steps in and takes … Continue reading I, Bartimaeus