Friday, January 30, 2015


The "Dust Bowl", Great Plains Region, 1930's

* * *

...And all those years,

this Aquifer 
of a 





Their Feet...

Their eyes were wasted
looking longingly at Clouds....

when all they had to do,

was Dig.

* * *

"The Kingdom of God is within you"
Luke 17:21

Wednesday, January 28, 2015



The bowl of soup we hold to
with such terrifying tenacity
Beg for, like Oliver,
as though we were orphans
and not Beloved
not Chosen

As though we did not belong to the King
As though everything He has does not belong to us

Fearful of spilling one drop to the ground
as though it were our lifeblood
as though this viscous sustenance
was the be all, end all....

And all the while we buy into the lie,
 a Feast lays before us
Our Birthright of
 Fullness, Favor, the very Faithfulness of God

If only we would loose
our shortsighted grip
on this gruel, this counterfeit,
the enslaving ephemeral appetite
If only we would close our ears
to the enemy's "Did God really say...?"...

God did really say,
and He said it to Bless,
not to curse,
to Bestow more bounty on us that we can hold in a Lifetime...

Esau would've given everything for the choice we have,

Jesus did give everything, so we would always have this choice.

Choose Life.


"The thief does not come except to steal, kill, and destroy;
I have come that you may have Life, and have it more abundantly."
-John 10:10

Monday, January 26, 2015



Come Away
above all the noise
away from the din of competing deities
apart from hirelings
who do not know
The Heart

who would rob you of
with The One
who made your soul
to mingle with His,

so much like His...

With abandon Return
to unashamed unabashed acceptance,
an abolition of fear and fig leaves...

Breathe Deep
The Other
and become Breath once again,
for all who are starving for air
for all who are gasping
for The Beloved


"I have Loved you with an Everlasting Love"
-Jeremiah 31:3

Sunday, January 25, 2015

funny ...


"I casted around a 100 times.


Casted Twice.

Two beautiful trout, back to back.

Casted another couple 100 times.


Funny how it works."


(a note received from a friend tonight,
unintentional poetry.....the best kind.)

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

elder brother


Just as we are unaware of the blood and breath 
continually coursing through our veins and lungs, keeping us alive, 
so the elder brother lived on his father's mercy, 
required it as much as did the prodigal son.

It's just that the prodigal son, upon his return from death, 
having been gone for such a very long time, 
needed a full blown transfusion, 
full blown CPR.

That's why the Father's mercy looked excessive to the elder brother,

Even though, at the end of the day,

It was the same blood and breath that kept him alive


Thursday, January 8, 2015



Isn't it worth all the Breaking?

The Chiseling

Every Excruciating blow dealt

by The Great Sculptor

To Become

To Be

The heart after His own Heart

The conduit to His Heart

for everyone who will gaze upon me,

who will come

to the brightness of my Rising

Every eye that will look upon me

and see



"Arise, Shine, for your light has come,
and the glory of the Lord rises upon you."
-Isaiah 60:1