Tell me the story of a heart that bleeds, but can never bleed. Tell me the story of a heart that loves, but can never love. And I'll tell you the story of a tender heart, become as stone. *I was rummaging through an old notebook and came across this poem I had written …
Winter: A Poem
Will the sun-warmed winds of spring come again? Will this death, too, be followed by life?
Belonging: Part I
A friend of mine once said that friendship with God is the heart of the gospel. Strangers and enemies of God, we are made friends in Jesus. Strangers of one another, the baptized become a family adopted of God. I belong. You belong. We belong. We belong to God in Christ.