The greatest story that I could possibly make up in the corners of my mind still cannot tell truth greater than the story already told. ...
Do you ever wonder if there is life after death? Nina did . . .
I was a sitting at the computer, / A knocking at the door, / Scraping your feet against the Floor, / A kind warm face, / Spelling out the go…
im not the most religous person,but you always find that knock at the door and the booklets.This one was fairly painless and rather cool…
nourishing the dry and barren earth / restoring a tortured soul scarred by pain
To meet HIM in the clouds / And shout out very loud / HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH! as we crowd.
One of LC’s themes inspired this hymn that just keeps bubbling up from my soul…
I woke up with a resurrection… / It’s not about fucking which seems really popular.
Double plop
Your gentle hands / upon my body
Your gentle hands / upon my body
God as quiet as it is kept all I really Want to do is shout To the top of my lungs TAKE ME!!!
Spinning around, knife slicing through still air, he confronted the blackness. It would not take him back to the grave without a fight.
Jesus paid the penalty for sin.
What The scriptures teach about man’s relationship to God , Jesus , Heaven, Hell , Fallen angels , sin
A Roman whiplash slices the air, / And blood pours from a wound. / How could it be viewed as fair / For a man without sin to be do…
From 2003. The first poem I wrote in my Christian series. To God alone be the glory.
Rebirth of the Lamb / From the depth of the Tomb / Resurrection the light I am / The Sun through the gloom
I feel we are being offered the same temptation written of in Genesis, and worked for by the Pharohs of old. the first to be cloned, a Lamb…. why ? The Egyptian Book of The Dead- The Papyrus of ANI, lays out the proceedure…. Stuff the temptation… No offence meant to anyone
Matt could no longer remember a time when the salty air didn’t burn his eyes. As he stepped out onto the deck, a lucid teardrop trickled …
This story takes place during the colonization of the land we now know as Australia, specifically in Van Diemans Land. Van Diemans Land was the original name for for Tasmania, an island off the southeastern tip of Australia. One of the most famous colonies at this time was Hobart Town, later renamed to Hobart. During the 1800’s a serious of bloody conflicts occurred between the Tasmanian Aborigines (Natives) and the Europeans, these conflicts later gained a morbid reputation, and is widely considered one of the first genocides at the hand of the Aboriginals. It is called the Black War. It was my first story written around October of Freshman year. The bulk of it was written listening to “Resurrection Fern”, and I recomend reading it to that.
“A great hush fell over the flowergarden that day. Tears fell like…”
My heart is wrung / like sodden sponge; / my eyes do leak, / as Heavens weep. / All, heavily dejected. My arms do ache; / as ‘they’ underta…
Let me live in the fire of the Ashen Altar, / ... / The Fire has Resurrection power.
The title, “The Ashen Altar”, refers to the place where the bullock and the goat on the Day of Atonement were burned, / outside the camp, / upon the ashes from the Altar of Sacrifice. We have an altar, the altar of our burning. ” We have an altar, whereof they have no right to eat which serve the tabernacle. For the bodies of those beasts, whose blood is brought into the sanctuary by the high priest for sin, are burned without the camp. Wherefore Jesus also, that he might sanctify the people with his own blood, suffered without the gate. Let us go forth therefore unto him without the camp, bearing his reproach.” Hebrews 13:10-13
It seemed almost too painful to consider engaging in something that would remind me of our relentless journey from birth to death.
An Essay About Death
Crucified, staked to the cross through my soul. / I want to feel the last enduring hint of strength bleed from my mind and my muscles. / ...
...I have lived this life fighting for You… now I have to fight You to live…
There’s a world concealed from their ears… There’s a world behind their back and they can’t see it… Exoneration… Written Dec 2008
Every day he lived, he held his peace / In his right hand –life his left–quietus
When life is what it is, and people don’t understand, a Christian heart still beats, still loves, refusing to let go of it’s eternal desire…Christ, His Grace suffiencient, it is enough.
From the darkest of dark / Deepest despair / Looking for resurrection / None was there From human frailities / Body ached / All of the tran…
IT’S NEVER TOO LATE…..FOR RESURRECTION…...
Second feature for;.... Halellujah;...Jesus has Risen
Second feature for;.... Halellujah;...Jesus has Risen /
You are powerless without a cat.
You are powerless without a cat. PART 2 THIS WAY
YOU ARE SWEETER THAN BLOOD / MY DESERT FLOWER! / A NAKED WONDER IN AN ARMCHAIR / ILLUMINATED BY THE LIGHT OF A MELTING MOON. / I FEEL T…
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