Season of Moriah – Part 1

by | Dec 22, 2011 | Poetry, The Blog | 0 comments

Mt. Moriah. That dreaded place of uncertainty. That place of no return where death cringes up the spine. Nothing good can come from it. The Lord tells me to kill that very thing that I hold dear. That very child that He gave me! What kind of God is this? What kind of...

Woken Dreams (February 2009)

by | Jun 3, 2011 | Poetry | 0 comments

I found this the other day. I wrote it during a dark time of my life in the spring semester of 2009. My dreams woke up with wounds that heal, but these scars, they remain the same. My life brewed with meaning, with purpose. Memories and time can’t be changed, but the...