Ride the waves of my doubtsand sift my thoughts from unbelief;for I am drunk, from a gulf of self,neglecting the presence of I AM. The possibilities of little things–tangible as my biggest dreams,so I yearn to increase.Combust my heart in the furnaceof your words unfailing,words that can never return void. Fasten mine eyes on thee,…
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Tears on your bathroom floor,Sometimes faith looks like grief,Surgical blades piercing your body,Sometimes faith looks like fear. Sometimes faith looks like grief,For we resemble the accelerationof the sands in the hourglass,Sometimes faith looks like fear,Like a man sailing tideswith Jesus believing he could drown, For we resemble the accelerationof the sands in the hourglass,And aren’t…
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In a world saturated with noise, the golden virtue of silence is constantly violated. The dictatorship of noise has created an impression that has led many to see it (i.e., noise) as a virtue and silence as a vice. This is rather unfortunate. A look at our history as Christians and human beings shows that…
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