Posts Tagged: faith

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

A Clanging Cymbal

I have learned that being where you are is often better than longing for the past or dreaming about the future The habit of thinking that you are always in the wrong place will keep you from existing in the

A Clanging Cymbal

I have learned that being where you are is often better than longing for the past or dreaming about the future The habit of thinking that you are always in the wrong place will keep you from existing in the

Freedom, Balance, and Molasses

Is it not simply freedom that we are all longing for? Freedom from the subconscious tyrant, the one that mulls over mistakes and forbids self efficacy Freedom from impending deadlines and constant hurry Freedom from failure and the faults within

Freedom, Balance, and Molasses

Is it not simply freedom that we are all longing for? Freedom from the subconscious tyrant, the one that mulls over mistakes and forbids self efficacy Freedom from impending deadlines and constant hurry Freedom from failure and the faults within

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,

Like a Garment

Have you ever seen a thread unravel from a garment? Pulled a load from the washer only to find a string of frayed fabric? Caught up and tangled, you try to find the source but you complicate it further by

Like a Garment

Have you ever seen a thread unravel from a garment? Pulled a load from the washer only to find a string of frayed fabric? Caught up and tangled, you try to find the source but you complicate it further by

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

Warm

He woke up before me, and I laid in bed with my eyes still closed listening to the shower turn on and the autumn wind rustling the trees the bed still warm from where he slept I woke up early

Warm

He woke up before me, and I laid in bed with my eyes still closed listening to the shower turn on and the autumn wind rustling the trees the bed still warm from where he slept I woke up early

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

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

To Be Yours

It’s a desire to be in more than one place at a time not a fear of missing out, but a fear of time The quickness of it, and the thought of am I doing enough? being enough, loving well

To Be Yours

It’s a desire to be in more than one place at a time not a fear of missing out, but a fear of time The quickness of it, and the thought of am I doing enough? being enough, loving well

Overwhelmed

Would I have been the one who hated you, who stood in the crowds and yelled? Would I have been the one to judge you, to claim your ungodliness in the midst of your perfection? Would I have been the

Overwhelmed

Would I have been the one who hated you, who stood in the crowds and yelled? Would I have been the one to judge you, to claim your ungodliness in the midst of your perfection? Would I have been the

Old Has Gone

It is in the sweet moments of peace,
the swift glances of understanding,
the comfortable silence

It is in the slow mornings,
the continuous car rides,
the cups of hot coffee

It is in the smallness of this too large life
that I’m caught up in the awe of you
and the gratitude of knowing that you are for me always

Old Has Gone

It is in the sweet moments of peace,
the swift glances of understanding,
the comfortable silence

It is in the slow mornings,
the continuous car rides,
the cups of hot coffee

It is in the smallness of this too large life
that I’m caught up in the awe of you
and the gratitude of knowing that you are for me always

A Phone Call Love Poem

I’m getting married in forty-eight days, so I think it’s about time for a love poem… I’m currently in another bout of “minimalizing” Feeling hopeful and encouraged, desiring to fill out the parts of life that are lacking and empty

A Phone Call Love Poem

I’m getting married in forty-eight days, so I think it’s about time for a love poem… I’m currently in another bout of “minimalizing” Feeling hopeful and encouraged, desiring to fill out the parts of life that are lacking and empty

Another need for freedom

Let my thoughts not be declared by what my eyes see, A thousand images on a scrolling screen Let my insecurities not be birthed from comparison, Like a toxic breath shaking the foundation of my cells I want to think

Another need for freedom

Let my thoughts not be declared by what my eyes see, A thousand images on a scrolling screen Let my insecurities not be birthed from comparison, Like a toxic breath shaking the foundation of my cells I want to think

Wading

Listen to this while reading My words are like honey, they stick to my teeth, to my fingertips They sink to the bottom of a glass, get gulped up in the quickness of drinking the speed of everything I don’t

Wading

Listen to this while reading My words are like honey, they stick to my teeth, to my fingertips They sink to the bottom of a glass, get gulped up in the quickness of drinking the speed of everything I don’t

In the light

I am often entirely caught up in the present anticipation of the next moment, signaling my emotions, intentionally letting my heart get a head start on what is to come this idea of preparation started the second I realized my

In the light

I am often entirely caught up in the present anticipation of the next moment, signaling my emotions, intentionally letting my heart get a head start on what is to come this idea of preparation started the second I realized my

centuries-old

oh my, my head is spinning in circles my sanity splitting at the seams how is it that I am caught off guard by horror stories from centuries Ago, I am still in shock by the state of this world

centuries-old

oh my, my head is spinning in circles my sanity splitting at the seams how is it that I am caught off guard by horror stories from centuries Ago, I am still in shock by the state of this world