Monthly Archives: August 2011

I look up out of the window of my car, shadows of my past press hard against heart denying me many blessing’s as I trifle from the daunting task of meeting new people. Great are the giants that hold back … Continue reading →

Basking in the flowering scents of rolling waves, light colored hughes, dancing across peddled blossom light flavored curly cues, my eye is capture by the balanced beauty, as I run my fingers through the gentle grasses of her soft blonde … Continue reading →

Standing before me, hands held up in solitary presentation, My young son holds up for Me to see, lifting his treasure high before My eyes, his face both eagerly pleads and lovingly presents a gift of his own hand. Written … Continue reading →

So sweet is the sounds as it filters through the chambers pulling softly in the mind of a Father his child’s need, her soft cry slices effortlessly through the congestion of a never ending buzz, created in the life we … Continue reading →

Sitting in this chair, this most glorious chair, Jesus’s chair, nearly three years after my first visit to Peter’s, I come to the realization that so very far down a path I have come. A dance that was precipitated not … Continue reading →

The aroma meanders through the chamber like a soft cool summers breeze, dancing on the edge of the senses with the soft footed gentleness of the most beautiful young princess, a whisking of flowing light garments. It touches the inner … Continue reading →

When do you think you went into the wilderness? the Voice of God softly yet sternly asks. Waking in my bed, there is a breeze of a tender flower, softly blowing through the recesses of my mind, cool as the … Continue reading →

Armor On Time! Helmet on, Chest gear which includes a new and very secure Harness, Tools of action including many cams, nuts, quick draws, everything he needs to help with victory. Weapon of choice, the pickax grappling hook dangling securely … Continue reading →

(Excerpts from; My Brother Bart, June 1, 2011) Before him stretched out on his left and right sides are lines of demon’s forming a line that is slowly converging on the our man’s path. Our hero knows without a doubt, … Continue reading →

Wilderness Walking in the wilderness, well what exactly would that entail? I have heard some people say for the Believer, wilderness is walking anywhere outside the promised land, and that may be the case, but a question that might baffle … Continue reading →