Abide; V0

Poem // Meditation You know your way: Your body is the map, your heart the container to bring along all you need for the journey ahead.  We rise to mountain tops and we fall into valleys. The shadows leave what is true, if we stay a while. But we don’t, we seek the temporary lightContinue reading “Abide; V0”

These Hands

These dry, cracked, and scarred hands seem to stare back with weary eyes. They are overworked from following my restless lead. I have kept them busy storing up for my future. They’ve been gathering and keeping, and it all keeps slipping through my fingers. In their life of toil, these hands have hurt and theyContinue reading “These Hands”

On Faith

“He makes me as surefooted as a deer, enabling me to stand on mountain heights.” – Psalm 18:33