Carved
I don’t even remember who carved what first – I just know the rawness of slices on skin; Not realizing that I needn’t accept the curse, I assimilated the marks until they grew within. Each signature...
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Tucked into the Root of Jesse, Anchored there by wooden grain; Feeding on the bark of crosses, Nourished by the Saviour’s vein.Filed under: Christianity, Gratitude, Growth, Identity, Nature, Poetry,...
View ArticleThe God Who Built a Man Bridge
The God who built a man-bridge to span the miles between where humanity’s design began, and where Love intervened sent Man-God down to frozen earth to be the Son of Grace; and so, my steps are firm and...
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Without warning culverts swell with hope, Meltwaters surge where ice and snow once reigned absolute. All vestiges of Winter succumb to its vortex; What is annihilates what has been, Washes every trace...
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