22 Dec 2016

The Christmas Truce

1914, the troops knew the new war. Kept their heads below the sandbags, Knelt for days in flooding zigzags Of death; Sometimes the rats would aid Decomposition. Out there, the enemy huddles Likewise, and each mission Is to blast the faceless villains With good aim, but not good vision. Frost

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18 Nov 2015

Strong

She was frail as a petal A dandelion in the wind, Sun scorched and drooping As though a weight Hung from her chin- As though no beam Could ever rise her, And no arms could support That limp and weary frame, A stringless puppet Bowed apart. Others held their places

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31 Oct 2015

Farther Along (We’ll Understand This)

Here is a poem I wrote based on my experience listening to a favorite song of mine. This song, in part, got me through 9 months of a very difficult pregnancy. I listened to it nearly every day, and I think it made me cry every time. It helped me

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01 Sep 2015

The Woman on the Internet

My heart has been grieved by recent events involving the Ashley Madison account, and especially when I hear of fellow Christian families whose lives have been impacted by this. I am burdened as a fellow sinner in this fallen, tainted world. Who isn’t impacted in some shape or form by

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12 Jun 2015

Hope Without Shame

Deliverance will come. The chains and the chides Will all turn out for good By prayer and Christ beside. I will hope, my courage full That God will provide; My hope will not prove vain And for shame I will not hide. There is one aim alone- That God be

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05 Jun 2015

Fitting Sadness

That fitting sadness- By it I rise, Not in its’ scorning Or demise, Nor add I guilt To grief and pain- That sorrow pure Has not a stain. Untainted whimpers And broken cries Mar not Heaven Nor surprise- Is earth not groaning And sighing too? My flesh joins in And

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24 May 2015

Rest My Soul

My head I rest On that loving breast, Undone and I To that shelter fly. Not groping nor complaining In my heart, For covered there My wanting does depart. The arrow flies by day And stalkers haunt By night to burn my bones And jeering taunt- But for all attacks

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06 May 2015

Blessings In Those Dreaded Clouds

You sing in hope And waiting sigh With eyes peeled To the sky Clouds rolling in, And would they break With blessings or Will they take? If I sing well Would God not hear And pack grey clouds Full of cheer? A strange surprise, All wrapped in black Might shine

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26 Mar 2015

The Triumphs of Our King

I had some fun an evening a few weeks back and wrote my very first hymn. Hymn writing isn’t really something that comes naturally to me, so I thought I would find a Psalm to base it on. I came across Psalm 46 and thought with all the turmoil we

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12 Feb 2015

An Ode to Pain and Then to Hope

Due to the pain that was worsening in my hands and arms I have been on as much of a writing break as my self control has been able to succeed in. I have of course penned some lines here and there, and this poem was written in fragments, usually

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