Blog Articles
Lost & Found
Lost in the cogs of time's machine,Still asking not where you might fit.The answer shunned when e're t'was seen,Your only...
No Comliness
No comliness in Him, we're told,Nor He with winning beauty graced;Despised of man, put from the foldOf welcomed caste, or...
The Fields of May
On an eve serene in the Ozarks greenThrough a shop and some talk astray,We had mused the breeze strove upon...
The Trial of Faith
The days have passed hard over meAnd swept all in their furious galeEach dearest love washed out to seaTill only...
Who Holds Your Bible?
Who Holds Your Bible?(Written as a song, I am including it here, simply because it remains poetic, and it is...
The Follower
Where least expected God is found;Where deemed He could not be.To see Him, saint, but turn around,He's waiting there, go...