Reflection

I see my lack of holiness
When I observe my heart.
It shows a certain homeliness:
Tis stained in ev’ry part.
I long to live in purity,
Yet clearly not enough;
For sin remains a surety.
Temptation calls my bluff.
 Thus I take up these robes of white;
I drag them through the dirt.
I pledged my life to perfect light,
Yet still pursue my hurt.
Oh pardon me this parody,
This purposeless pursuit.
Enable me to fully be
A son who bears good fruit.
May all who hear my story find
Your mark of perfect love,
And use me, Father, to remind
Them of your land above. 

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Health and Holiness

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I begin to miss Chicago style deep dish pizza if I go more than a week without it. The same could be said of good hot wings: they call to me from afar. I once wrote a poem about how bacon enhances any meal. Needless to say, I deeply enjoy food. Sadly, I often gravitate toward unhealthy foods rather than toward healthier options. Continue reading

Providence

God has not forgotten
God is not away
He is near the broken
As they weep and pray

God has not forsaken
Those he came to save
His – the stormy ocean
Providence – the wave

Sov’reignty and goodness
Unified in thee
You alone are righteous
Perfect trinity

Trust in his provision
Well beloved ward
Holy disposition
Of the risen Lord