There is a gift amazing and free,Purchased by the blood of God’s only Son.It’s the portal to life and forgiveness

Drop the scales from my eyes and let me seeA broken world in desperate need of Thee,In need of your

I have held you in my arms for ten million minutes.You have held me in your heart for the same.In

Can you hear St. Nick crying?His tears fall softly on the ground.They’re hard to hear beyond the hustleOf holiday cheer

The clock strikes hard and he wakes up,Struggling toward the first day’s cupOf cool guy coffee and styling gelSo he

How could He live through all the pain? How could He suffer and still stay sane? In spite of the

I wrote this poem about ten years ago but, unfortunately, I think it’s still pretty relevant. You tell me to

My hands tremble and my heart aches As I see the storm ahead. Gale force winds and pounding waves Are

The GPS is my guide, I shall not get lost.She makes me drive over black asphalt.She leads me beside quiet

I love the message, God’s love letter to his bride. It is full of hope and forgiveness and strength for