God is First!


I wake in a rest stop.  With stuttering bones I sit in the driver’s seat.  The promise of sunrise already lights my place.  And my eyes drink what is placed before me. Shadows of colorless shapes fill my eyes.  But a shadow of blazing intensity fills my soul.  The first will pass to history as … Continue reading →

Anxious Eyes


I look to the sky that I may see clouds rising over the sea.  There is a drought upon the land; a vast unholy drought. The souls of men are shriveled up with the dryness of sin, yet they do not perceive. I look to the horizon, and my ears strain against the breeze.  Will … Continue reading →