There are times when all I want to do is throw stones at the sun Times when my prayers are not answered, my dreams ignored When my understanding attacks my faith When scratching for knowledge digs up dust and marching through the motions is all I can offer When my …
(The desire of the newly converted) So often I’ve been asked to pray Only to find my tang all tungled up And my mind in neutral. But, if I could pray I would tell You how grateful I am to be forgiven How surprised I am you would want to. …
I was regretting the past and fearing the future. Suddenly, my Lord was speaking. “My name is I Am.” He paused. I waited. He continued. “When you live in the past, with its mistakes and regrets, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not “I was.” When …
My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me, I cannot choose the colours He works so steadily. Oft times He weaves in sorrow, and I, in foolish pride Forget He sees the upper, and I the underside. The dark threads are as needed in the Weaver’s skillful …
