In a thousand pieces torn,… Continue reading Beauty In The Breaking (reprise)
Meet my mighty gate keeper,
the keeper of my gate.
Don’t you dare think him diminutive
or underestimate… Continue reading Mighty Gatekeeper
Regard me kindly, if you will,
I’m somewhat worse for wear, but still
I’m getting by the best I can,
And trusting in my Maker’s plan. Continue reading Regard me Kindly
O what a world we live in today,
Sometimes I feel like I’m melting away.
Good versus evil, the lines have been drawn,
What good can I do when I’m only a pawn. Continue reading O, What a World
Who is this beautiful bird that I see,
Peering back out of the feeder at me?
How is it you are so handsome and fine,
That I could just stare at you all of the time? Continue reading So Handsome and Fine
They squared off warily with eyes locked tight,
Unaware I was witnessing their fearsome fight.
It was clear they were masters by the way they flew,
Each one practicing their own kung-fu… Continue reading Mortal Combat
Napoleon Squirrel gazes out at the world,
From high on his rooftop domain.
At such a great height, he esteems his own might,
Thinking, “Surely it’s time to campaign!”… Continue reading All I Survey
Dr. Grackle and Mr. Hyde,
You looked so normal as I gazed,
A second later, sore amazed!… Continue reading Dr. Grackle and Mr. Hyde
Social distancing’s quite the thing,
Even the birds are in the swing.
Wait in line a perch apart;
Safety, now, is quite an art,… Continue reading Unsocial Distancing
Behold these ancient words of comfort from God to His covenant people (all who belong to Christ). Note that plagues and pestilence have ever been threats that strike fear. Also note: the promise of protection doesn’t mean we won’t get sick, suffer, or die (death comes to all men), but rather means that “even if” or “even when” such things befall us, we are secure, and at worst, in the words of Thomas Brooks, “Afflictions are but as a dark entry into our Father’s house.”… Continue reading Divine Security
I saw a strange sight. I stumbled upon a story most strange, like nothing in my life, my street sense, my sly tongue had ever prepared me for. Hush, child. hush now, and I will tell it to you. Even … Continue reading The Rag Man by Walter Wangerin