Hosanna 1

A Praise of Worship.  To the Chief Musician in Heaven. A Hosanna of Gary. Strike the timbrel; Awaken the lute! With voices joined, we lift our praises! When our enemies assembled, Their teeth were like swords. But no place was given, God slew them in earnest. The holy are marked, By God-who-sees. Ten thousand may …

The Cause of COVID-19

It’s spring of 2020.  I’m sitting around Easter morning in my pajamas.  My thoughts went back to a few months ago when God told me there would be some downtime. So I’m sitting around in my pajamas Easter morning, asking for gratitude. COVID-19 lurks outside.  In some regard, there is futility in resting.  Modern philosophy …

Pride

Bent on hell and my flesh afire, I’m destitute of God’s desire. If I honor Christ in my arrest, Yes, honor will my heart attest. Evil shrouds in conceited lust, Contorting lies as demons must. Their throat’s guttural dismay, Live the fade in sick decay. I lied, I laughed, and then I fell, It twisted …

Twenty Proverbs

1) Instead of saying what you should have done, say this is what happened. Anything else is an imposter. 2) Where God says the night is over and the dawn begins, darkness and every evil thing fall. 3) Present-day discoveries are predicated by a delight in diligence. 4) As the pages turn, fairy tales will …

Still Small Voice

My voice can get lost underneath the weight of the world.  The rigamarole that life affords begs for silence, even stillness if we are able to express the intentions of our struggles with God.  How we hear God respond denies the assets that this world affords and all the noise that goes along with it.  …

Diagnostic Mode

Computer problems are the norm for me.  It seems to me that those who can fix trouble, find trouble.  So, hardware can die, keyboards can fly, and software has these undocumented features that I like to call, bugs.  When you want to fix Windows apps, Microsoft has allowed its customers the use of Safe mode.  …

What’s for Dinner?

Looks like I’m having frozen delights for dinner!  Ice cream?  No, chicken nuggets.  I don’t know why.  Perhaps it was the unrelenting boredom or my impenitent hunger pangs.  I definitely did not take the fact that my wife and I were going to share a meal together, one that was homemade and lovingly prepared by …