"Hey, could I drop in with one of the counselors just to 'declare' my program of study?" "Um, drop-in hours are Tuesday and Wednesday—" "Sooo... Can I drop in?" What's the magic word? What am I missing? "It's Thursday." Life has been so lovely lately. God is working (as always, of course), God loves me, and … Continue reading thursday
Was every nail in your hands for my neighbour? Was every drop of blood for my neighbour? Was every wound in your side for my neighbour? Was every thorn in your crown for my neighbour? Jesus, make the cross mine. If the thorns were not for me, I cannot throw a crown at your feet. … Continue reading The Cross, for Me: A Poem
Sun sets, moon wanes Clouds fall in heavy rain And winds surround and push Against broken window panes Shaking my soul Within The harrowing passing of time Brings a shiver to my Being Perhaps it is not time I fear But time that goes by--- The setting sun, the waning moon, The falling cloud, the … Continue reading Love & Time: A Poem
control is an illusion decisions are frauds no one chooses anything cemeteries aren't alphabetised we choose when to marry when to have children when to buy a house but cemeteries aren't alphabetised we decide where to go when to go there who to be with but cemeteries aren't alphabetised we work hard in our lives … Continue reading Death & Power: A Poem
Why do I do what I do? Why does anyone do what they do? Why do we keep moving? Why do we want things, like things, have opinions, learn? Because we want... happiness? But why do we want happiness?