
wounded for my sin
bruised for my bruises, His life
broken for my peace
February 28, 2009

wounded for my sin
bruised for my bruises, His life
broken for my peace
February 25, 2009

scarlet fingers stain
the night sky red, predict a
fair day tomorrow
February 24, 2009

raindrops soak the earth
but the soul longs for meaning
beyond finite life
February 23, 2009

unchartered pathway
calls to the pioneer and
explorer in me
February 22, 2009

barren winter tree
burns with new life at sunset
glows until night fall
February 18, 2009

fragile barrier
between the heavens and earth
disappears in prayer
February 17, 2009

a trumpet will sound
the sky will split open–we
will meet in the air
February 16, 2009

first sign of rebirth
delicate and barely pink
spring almond blossoms
February 15, 2009

bone cold and distant
warm and alluring, ancient
waters ebb and tide
February 13, 2009

it takes five smooth stones
to vanquish an enemy
which five should I choose?
[I Samuel 15]