Posted on Thursday, November 20, 2014 in Uncategorized
This coming weekend I will be on a retreat. The images I’m featuring on #mysilentscream this week will be from works of “art” I created on various TreeHouse staff retreats.
I might struggle with painting and drawing, aesthetics and having an eye, but since I was in high school poetic words came more easily.
I learned to put words on paper
That reached deep into my creative soul
Within the frame of eternity
The poet wrote the verse
A gift to one and another
Revealed but thought perverse
Broken, bleeding, stripped, exposed
Our God hung humiliated
Unbound, unburied, freed from pain of death
Heaven’s poet stretched and celebrated
Posted on Saturday, February 2, 2013 in Uncategorized
I wrote my first Spoken Word poem today.
Some would say, “I wish he would crush me.
I wish he would reach out his hand and kill me…
But in my distress I cried out to the Lord;
yes, I prayed to my God for help.
He heard me…my cry to him reached his ears…
He reached down from heaven and rescued me;
he drew me out of deep waters.
For he will conceal me there when troubles come;
he will hide me in his sanctuary.
He will place me out of reach on a high rock…