Only some will see. Not with their eyes but with their spirits. Only some will know,Not with their minds but with their hearts. Stone hearts melt only with the heat,Stoney souls melt only with fire. Words pierce only when the one speaking is a Sword. She said she is sword in the Lord’s hand,Yes she…
Pour your oil upon my head Let it penetrate my hair, Let it run down my face Let your oil cover my eyes so I can see how You see. Let your oil mix with my tears, So I will break for what breaks you. Oil run down my cheeks Let the oil of your…
(This poem is inspired by Zechariah chapters 1, 5 and 6) There is a man among the Myrtle trees and a woman in a basket. “Move the scales to make some room, our tables are getting full!” The people yelled just long enough for foolishness to be established among the brethren. They will not accept…