Faith, Fiction, Friends

A song after Psalm 122   The tribes go up to Jerusalem’s gates, the tribes go up to stand within. The tribes go up to Jerusalem’s gates, to ...

After Psalm 61 Outside the tent is the storm, a whirlwind of sand and grit etching skin and heart; inside a silence and light...

After Psalm 32 Panting, the in the darkness of the cave, escaping from the mouths tearing at my heels, falling to my knees,...

After Psalm 61 I watched it circle in front of the sun, the heat searing. I watched it flying high, swooping low, soari...

After Psalm 61 Counting the words and descriptions explained and listed, a rock a tower a refuge a tent a shelter a...

After Psalm 61 Inside the tower, the place yearned for and found hearing the noise outside, the shouts, feeling the gro...

After Psalm 61 Teetering at the edge, to look behind is to see       the darkness, deep, an abyss of the unknown.  To f...