Wanting A Church

A short poem about being disenfranchised by Christianity, yet finally realising the need to be with a church.

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Mountain to Grapple

Sometimes I have such clarity. My being knows it's maker. My heart is at rest. Though my mind may float around with the wind, it knows where to return to; the heart and mind are in sync. I expect goodness from my God; I am sure of who I am as His child.   Then... Continue Reading →

Yearnings

I yearn. I yearn for the intimate Connection with my Holy Creator; the one I love.   For I know of sweet melodies that there are but I am grasping for what is already here. These sweet melodies sing songs and look like a garden of flowers, dancing. Oh how we dance! God and I,... Continue Reading →

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