Christian · Meditation · Poetry

Pursuit of the Holy

The winds rage
As the determined press in
Seeking the eye of the storm
False convictions knock us down
Demanding we submit to the religion of the day
For when men chose to use God as their means of demand
They do not back down
Even when they argue with God

So few even know that a deeper place exist
Beyond the ease of the piety of men
Beyond the choice to put on a suit
The is blood has been spilled for a greater
More meaningful habitation
A place of miracles and open visions
A place of encounter with the Living God

If I told you that this place was available to you
Would you pursue it?
Would you take my words to heart?
Or…

Christian · Meditation · Poetry

The Heart – The Kingdom

The Heartsolar heart

More deep than words represent
The heart beats beyond

Where words fail
The heart beats
And rests
And flutters

When words end
The heart beats
And waits

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Poetry

Towering SkyLine

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Sometimes my thoughts and opinions feel like buildings that tower over me.
I live in their shadows and am known for their skyline.

I know there is a fruited plain that is more revealing of my Master.
I must strive to go there, to leave my opinions.

To find peace near every bush and orchard flower. To sit by the lake and ponder the beauty of the leveled landscape.

To find rest.

From towering mental riches to the rags of a peace-drenched soul.

Untethered from the order of the dog eat dog,
woven deeply in the Kingdom coming.

Peace.