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Guideposts Along the Barren Road
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A Life’s Purpose – A Poem Busyness is not success. Nor is achievement. Nor accolades of power, status, or wealth. Success is measured by how closely we live out our life’s purpose – the king…
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Planting These seeds I sow, I know not whether they’ll grow or remain dormant without ever seeing the light of day. Whether they’ll wither and die or if they’ll take root and thrive matters little;…
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Alphabet Soup God’s assigned each one of us a letter of His being – a unique quality that sets us apart from each and every human to ever exist. Though we are not God, God…
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Recently, I’ve seen major spiritual growth and recovery in multiple “problem areas” of my life that I’ve tried time and time again to change for years. I haven’t tried harder – in fact I’ve probably…
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No Matter No matter how hard it is to keep the fire burning, no matter how many disappointments have visited you without warning, no matter how many different trials you’ve sat through today, though the…
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Pure Art Pure art is fragile, stitched together and held by our dreams, joys, and struggles. It is not perfect for life is not perfect and the truest art reflects life as it is -…
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No Quarter If I look, I’ll find 1000 complaints, but I’ve resolved to give no quarter to protest when I’ve been so blessed with gifts raining down from Heaven like manna. If I find my…
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Vessels of Love We are all vessels of love – jars filled with tealights, made to cradle your flame and bring it to the darkness. Our failure is not in missing the mark but in…
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The Cloud of UnknowingTo be free from the desires of the mindstep out into the night,outside of space and time.Wear the darkness, clothed like a dress.In your unknowing,you’re truly blessed.What you seek lies farther than…
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The Wonder of Creation—A Deep Nature Poem About God The Wonder of Creation I’m not ashamed to admit that I’m in love with creation – not for its own sake but for what it tells…
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Wandering To stop wandering is an act of the will. For the heart of man hates being tied and tethered. But children wince and hate the taste of medicine too. It’s often that which we…
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Seasons of Change Changes of the heart take time. Casked, slow to perfection like aged wine. Wouldn’t it be easier if the Divine would just remake us overnight, beamed up into heavenly experience like a…
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When Sorrow Comes I’m old enough now and have lived through enough winters to know that as you begin reaping joy sorrow already begins to grow. This life promises many harvests but one crop it’s…
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Plucking Beauty I once plucked beauty out of experience serendipitously like wild flowers in the country, delighting in what new joy life was going to allow me to discover and show off in vases upon…
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Meditation is often touted as a great solution for alleviating anxiety and stress. And it can be, but for those of us who have anxiety disorders, meditation and stillness runs counter-intuitive to our body’s natural…
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Change Observing the seasons is a reminder that life’s only constant is change, and if you’re staying the same, you’re dying you’re falling you’re fading like ink soaked by spilled water – unrecognizable, incomprehensible, and…
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Autumn Lovely as the leaves decorated in their colorful clothes in the midst of October, brisk and crisp as the breeze that electrifies and blows at September’s closure, and mystifying as the spells of magic…


