If These Would Be Silent

My Garden "A Garden is a lovesome thing, God wot!    Rose plot,    Fringed pool,    Ferned grot -    The veriest school    Of Pe...

With pleasing grief, and mournful joy, My spirit now is fill’d, That I should such a life destroy, Yet live by Him I kill’d! John Newto...

GET THEE BEHIND ME Imagine those words - what a terrible shock. Peter was just told that he was the rock Upon which the Saviour would build ...

I wrote this poem in reaction to a couple of things.  First, I read online about something that is happening in some Reformed, Patriarchy, D...

We all have sorrows and circumstances beyond our control that knock us down from time to time.  Christians have every reason to hope that t...

I have a friend who lost her son some seven weeks ago She's lost upon an ocean Adrift upon a sea Of loss and pain and sorrow A...

"Why are you weeping, Mary, dear soul?" "Why shed those tears like you're broken in two?" Desperate, your life ha...