The Word is alive A Personality divine
God Poems Sunday
Cross Examination
The intruder seeks to corrupt chastity of our hearts, and he hids his poison in a distorted word, a pretext, an act of subterfuge.
Clef
The word of faith by which we now live is near us, specifically it's in our mouth, and it's in heart (Ofcourse, it is that which has configured the heart, that the mouth readily expresses.
Stagger?
But how does He convince Abraham and he can bank with Him on this matter? How does he make Abraham see beyond the limitations of his current reality,
Poem Sunday
Eyes scramble back and forth like little feet Hands go up with empty hearts: the routine We fall to the motions and live in the unknown
In Plain Sight 