November 2010
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To My Remembrance
In my mind’s a truth that casts away my deepest fear: Praying to my Father always knowing He is near. To understand the Great I Am hath planned this from the start, and knows the pangs and yearnings that reside within my heart. (Jeremiah 29:11)
In my own remembrance ‘twas a Doctor set apart: My God bound up my wounds, and He healed my broken heart. You told me you were with me when...
Musings of Home
Father I cry from the deapths of my spirit for you So many lies I forgot the definition of Truth But you say “I am the way, please follow me” My heart pounds for something REAL to the rhythm of a world that refuses to feel But you say ” I am the Lamb I understand”
It’s cold here… Lord I’m yearning for something with substance. Father, everywhere I walk...
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He stands in the valley Domain of the dead, The cries of the fallen draw near. The graves are a tally of all the blood shed. His hand slowly trembles with fear. The air teems with tension, the demons they dance thrashing wild with unbridled elation. In this dissension He readies his stance Pressing forward without hesitation. The bodies, a multitude file behind him. A legion afflicted with...
