Posts Tagged: death

For the Love of God

lissy tropea jordan · For The Love Of God   For the love of God Stop politicizing your faith The God of the nations does not identify with your sides The God of the galaxies is not concerned with your

For the Love of God

lissy tropea jordan · For The Love Of God   For the love of God Stop politicizing your faith The God of the nations does not identify with your sides The God of the galaxies is not concerned with your

Dissatisfied?

Your longing cannot be satisfied by a certain acceptance, it cannot be extinguished by a set of belongings, a state of security, or a romanticized relationship In your most perfect day, your best travels, your most loving moment of intimacy,

Dissatisfied?

Your longing cannot be satisfied by a certain acceptance, it cannot be extinguished by a set of belongings, a state of security, or a romanticized relationship In your most perfect day, your best travels, your most loving moment of intimacy,

Twelve Years

For twelve years the sun has risen and the sun has set there have been twelve hot green summers turned into crisp and colorful autumns, For twelve years we have gone forward wanting to be where you have been My

Twelve Years

For twelve years the sun has risen and the sun has set there have been twelve hot green summers turned into crisp and colorful autumns, For twelve years we have gone forward wanting to be where you have been My

Reasoning

To live in simple moderation, to accept what I could have changed to look away at the sight of dysfunction or demise to fall asleep to the distraction of a screen and wake up to the rhythmic habits of my

Reasoning

To live in simple moderation, to accept what I could have changed to look away at the sight of dysfunction or demise to fall asleep to the distraction of a screen and wake up to the rhythmic habits of my

The Things You Carried

Inspired by John 19.28-37 – When you go to the cross, will you take my shame? I’m living in leftover layers from my past, consumed by oceans of regret, caught up with what I should and should not have said

The Things You Carried

Inspired by John 19.28-37 – When you go to the cross, will you take my shame? I’m living in leftover layers from my past, consumed by oceans of regret, caught up with what I should and should not have said

Red Lettered Death

Inspired by John 12.20-36 Encouraged by John Piper, Dying as a Means of Loving – I’ve always known the red letters were sacred and when I read them to myself I would try to deepen the tone of my voice

Red Lettered Death

Inspired by John 12.20-36 Encouraged by John Piper, Dying as a Means of Loving – I’ve always known the red letters were sacred and when I read them to myself I would try to deepen the tone of my voice

Make me Like Mary

Inspired by John 12.1-11 – Mary poured out her oil onto your feet, your skin saturated and slippery the fragrance of holiness catching the senses of all in that home in Bethany Lazarus was breathing again, his life felt real

Make me Like Mary

Inspired by John 12.1-11 – Mary poured out her oil onto your feet, your skin saturated and slippery the fragrance of holiness catching the senses of all in that home in Bethany Lazarus was breathing again, his life felt real

Because of a Mustard Stain

I missed you the most when I put on your plaid denim shirt looked in the mirror and saw a mustard stain in the reflection It made me think of hot summer days and eating hot dogs Visions of you

Because of a Mustard Stain

I missed you the most when I put on your plaid denim shirt looked in the mirror and saw a mustard stain in the reflection It made me think of hot summer days and eating hot dogs Visions of you

Still Intact

Let my words be large, let them overflow because my Dreams are saturated and enlightened and I need to grab on to something now The man I love told me that my emotions are compulsive but my actions are methodical,

Still Intact

Let my words be large, let them overflow because my Dreams are saturated and enlightened and I need to grab on to something now The man I love told me that my emotions are compulsive but my actions are methodical,

Not a Draft

My own body had to stop me, time has been moving too quickly hours feel like minutes, and before I know it they are gone You are gone now And it’s odd now Stepping through reality like a daydream, there’s

Not a Draft

My own body had to stop me, time has been moving too quickly hours feel like minutes, and before I know it they are gone You are gone now And it’s odd now Stepping through reality like a daydream, there’s

A love poem

love and admiration are two very different things, their coexistence is not rare but it is distinct. I admire the way you allow your father to speak to you, even when each word strikes a nerve and resembles the early

A love poem

love and admiration are two very different things, their coexistence is not rare but it is distinct. I admire the way you allow your father to speak to you, even when each word strikes a nerve and resembles the early

years later

let my heart rest, although time runs through my fingers like liquid, or grains of sand although each moment gains momentum and my whole soul weighs heavy at the sound of silence, or the sound of her voice (I am

years later

let my heart rest, although time runs through my fingers like liquid, or grains of sand although each moment gains momentum and my whole soul weighs heavy at the sound of silence, or the sound of her voice (I am