Ashes Ashes I Rise

WonderIng down memories convoluted pathI see an unfamiliar site but it looks like a mound of ash Closer and more focused I now remember the moment in a flash It was day that I saw me in Your eyes, Your eyes of fire that consumed all the trash Stuck to the ground all my misconceptions…
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Sticks and Stones

Stick and stones, stones and sticksSometimes words can hit like bricks You’re looking through wicked eyes it’s time to change your optics You see a brother or sister in a pool of gasoline crying out for help from cracked lips But instead of a hand you drop a lighted match tip Snarls and judgements you…
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And it was Saturday

Friday’s brutal murder was still fresh and too real. The disciples have scattered and are hiding. I wonder what was going through their minds as they contemplated the events of the last three years. Were Mary the mother of Jesus, Mary Magdalene, John the beloved disciple, and James the brother of Jesus consoling each other?…
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Write More Write Less

Write more write lessI can’t write about my righteousness My rightness is wicked next to His brightness But it makes me relentless To battle for His holiness It’s the only path to make me guiltless To clean up the wretched messiness God crushed Jesus with grace so that I can live sinless

It’s Been Awhile

It’s Been Awhile When I wake and before I sleep I talk to God from the bed Eyes closed reverence as the words are running through my head Then just as quick as I was talking to You I realize I fell asleep Feeling like the disciples in the garden when shepherd’s out of sight…
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Who Am I

When I think of the greatness of You what can stop me from worshipI start to ask for blessings and offer my requests to You but I need to close my lips up Because You’re not a genie in a bottle but You poured out Your life for me and drank a bitter cup I…
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My Despair to His Fame

There was a time when push came to shoveThe misery I was in fit like a glove To wallow in the miry slime of self pity left little room for love If an angel had appeared to rescue you me I would me them return to his home above But there was a sweet soft…
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The Scandal

It was a plan that was intricately set in placeBut the results would be scandalous when sin He would erase How could it be that one man would die and rise again to offer the wicked grace Even the most vile and depraved to ever torment the human race With fleeting breath calls on Jesus…
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Not a Throwaway

There I was drifting through life thinking I was a throwawayNot worth their time or effort just a castaway Trying to fit in but stuck on the outside looking in standing on the fray So I took my inheritance and traveled the prodigal way Extravagance was my daily bread as further from home I’d stray…
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Almost the Final Day

An eternal gasp echoed from the realm of heaven the day Lucifer was cast outA third of the angel band followed quickly after with a deafening shout It was a plan from a prideful heart to overthrow Creator God in his mind there was no doubt That he could rule the world so he walked…
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