God, my God of birth pangs
and pain that finds release... more»
Let yourself tremble,
shake like the windblown leaf,
speak your truth. more»
The shelter of the cocoon
provides the supports that aid our healing.
Before we ascend,
we must kneel and bend
to get the uplift desired. more»
Peace must start here.
In the battlefield of our hearts,
where our wills seek their way
and our wants collide with others. more»
But we must be careful
to not too soon forget,
the one to whose feet
we bring our treasures. more»
Sunday morning's promise of life
is as open as our hearts...
Has God forgotten the children,
has he left and turned out the light?
Can we believe to find him in the darkness,
can the children see him at all? more»
My God is the God of silent things.
Passages in the dark. more»
This will pass like the sun rising.
This will pass like a breath of wind
across the face of a leaf... more»
in the blue of my heart... more»