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I saw an old man today.

Resting on his hospital bed.


Looking up at his television.

Hoping someone would visit.


He wishes he would have cared.

Maybe taken the time to call.


Instead of living for himself.

Loving money, using people.


Nice things, that he sacrificed for.

They weren’t there in that room.

No one was.

No friends. No family.

No smiling faces or loving embraces.


“So this is it,” he must be thinking.

“This is the culmination of my life.”

Left alone.


Lord, let this not be my story.

Let my world be filled with people, not possessions.

Purpose, not pointless pursuits.

God, I want my hospital room to be filled.

Filled with love.

Filled with you.



I’m free.
Now I can see so clearly.
Not with remorse, pain or stain
But with joy, love and peace.
Thank you Lord, for you have set me free.
have replaced
and Regret.
Father, thank you.
Now I know you have healed me,
Severed those ties that tangled my mind up these past two months.
Now I see the good in what has passed and not just the bad.
Now my heart is happy almost ready to hope again that something could resurrect.
But again I’m reminded of the mission
And I get grounded back in reality.
She is not for me.
My heart Lord is yours, for you have sealed it, sealed it for thy courts above.
There to behold and worship you today, tomorrow and forever.
Thank you Lord.
Here I am, whole again.
Happy again.
Free to walk forward and face the things which I alone must face.
Thank you Jesus for walking every step of the way with me.
I wouldn’t want it ANY other way. :>)

Five votes to decide

One site to secure

Two worlds to collide

One sacred, one secular

I want us to be there

To show them you

But that’s why they care

Because we will exalt you

Will their hearts harden?

Or will they believe?

A CC at Landsman?

Will this dream conceive?

I don’t know

But we’ll soon see

Whether yes or no,

Please Lord, surprise me :>)

(I wrote this in response to a recent conversation I had with a mother of some students I teach at Club Christ)

Wow Lord, there I was, the opportunity came.

To sow love, to change a mind, to right a wrong.

And she actually asked me to define the difference between self-defense and revenge!

Between a reaction and a deliberate action.

I hope she heard Lord, I hope she sees.

I hope she isn’t just hearing this from me.

Speak to her please, Prince of Peace.

Free her to love like you do.

That love that transcends common sense, that is divine in origin and radical in action.

No, no, no, she said, NO! They should NOT turn the other check.

But will she hear what you say?

Yes, please protect yourself but promote peace as well.

Where is the forgiveness when all one can taste is blood?

Where is reconciliation when all one feels is hate?

I know the answer but how I long for her to know it too, to own it, and teach it to her children.

But even if she refuses to bow and submit to your will, your ways, I will speak Lord.

I will speak not from political correctness, not from my middle classness, not because of my meekness, but because of the cross.

Because of the beatings, the bruises, the barrage of violence you endured.

You did not raise a fist or cause a fuss.

You practiced what you preached and said, “Father forgive them.”

So I do the same.

Please forgive her Lord, for she knows not what she is doing.

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