don’t let the taste of my name
spoil on your tongue.
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a prayer for today.
i submit to You God.
day and night i will
call on Your name.
i will sit at Your feet
and wait for You.
Lord speak now.
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a prayer for today.
Lord, be here.
i want nothing more
than to be in Your arms.
i want You to be the
center of my life.
i am thoroughly broken
and i ask that You meet
me in my brokenness.
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afternoon thoughts.
what a gift:
to give each space
exactly what it needs.
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a prayer for today.
teach me to be a non-anxious presence.
let all of my life be all for You.
may i become who You have called me to be.
Lord give me ears to hear Your voice today.
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weak.
being hurt doesn’t make you weak.
it means you were brave enough to let someone in;
and that’s the strongest thing you could ever do.
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i can’t sleep.
i went for a walk to clear my head
but came back with a mind full of you.
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excerpt 01.
how different are we then,
from the rats in their nests
burrowed away,
collecting their garbage,
calling it treasure.
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another prayer for today.
may i be planted by the river.
may i no longer thirst.
may i bear witness to your glory.
Lord come now.
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a prayer for today.
i will trust in You O God, for my salvation comes from You alone and not from earthly things. remind me of Your faithfulness and walk beside me through my deepest sufferings. Lord i trust You. be here with me today.
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someday.
someday.
a day that never comes,
a day that never ends.
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you were always a dream.
…and usually i’d loathe
getting up for work but
that morning was different.
because for the first time,
when i opened my eyes,
being with you was
no longer just a dream.
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a prayer for today.
Lord hold me now
lend me Your heart
be all that i need
be all that You are
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la barranca.
a broken man is
no less a man
—
maybe even more.
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the makings of a poem.
shadows growing longer,
a worn out set of shoes,
a one-way ticket bought the same day,
the lonely thought of you.
coffee that tastes like soot,
a letter i’ll never send,
a stranger in my arms,
love that never ends.
a walk with no destination,
a tattoo on your wrist,
the mountains through the clouds,
that feeling when we kissed.
a friend that’s half a lover,
a car that barely starts,
one twenty-seven AM,
a grieving pair of hearts.
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liliaceae.
i want to believe in the softness of you.
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the man with two tongues.
one to speak softness to strangers
the other to destroy himself.
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axiom.
i wish that it wasn’t
but darling i’m sure
my weakness has always
been stronger than yours.
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a prayer for today, tomorrow.
in the midst of my brokenness
i will call upon your name.
i will run to You my God,
my redeemer.
there are no heights
or depths that evade
your presence.
so i will sit in my
insufficiency and praise
the One who meets
all my needs.
for You have set the earth
on its rotation and
You have determined the
path of the stars in the sky.
You are the One who places
each blade of grass in the forest.
your goodness knows no bounds.
let your mercy invade this hardened heart.
keep coming after me.
—
may i submit to the maker
of all things with joy.
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cut the rope.
the sinews of my being
are stretched beyond
their allowance;
each second a battle
for this dispirited heart.
how long before these
tenuous fibers
are severed.
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