A Poem: Humble One

Will humility always feel like sudden death? Like arrows in my back that force me to the ground and leave me with just enough strength to drag myself a little further and cry out, have mercy on me, Son of David! Nothing left to give but a broken body and small breath in my lungs. … More A Poem: Humble One

A Poem: Forgiveness

I am guilty of keeping a record of wrongs. Each offense wrapped around my heart —  the words like chains, gripping me, cutting deeper wounds, festering, bleeding, choking out any longing to love and remain.  No strength of mine can break these chains away —  I need a different set of hands, Ones with nail … More A Poem: Forgiveness