Posts Tagged: god

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 Prayer for Justice

5:30am and the breeze moves through the trees like a knife against warm butter, a morning of your unfailing love, but do you hear the cries of the marginalized? I hear them but I do not know what to do,

A Prayer for Justice

5:30am and the breeze moves through the trees like a knife against warm butter, a morning of your unfailing love, but do you hear the cries of the marginalized? I hear them but I do not know what to do,

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

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

Freedom from Me

This poem is inspired by Sharon Hodde Miller’s book, Free of Me, this sermon by Rev. David Stephenson from Mclean Presbyterian Church, and my most recent life transition of moving from Arlington to Amissville. – Replace my self centeredness with an awareness

Freedom from Me

This poem is inspired by Sharon Hodde Miller’s book, Free of Me, this sermon by Rev. David Stephenson from Mclean Presbyterian Church, and my most recent life transition of moving from Arlington to Amissville. – Replace my self centeredness with an awareness

Resurrected

Inspired by John 20 – They looked for you here, ran to your tomb, only to find the linens that were used to wrap you Mary thought you were a gardener, until you said her name It took some time

Resurrected

Inspired by John 20 – They looked for you here, ran to your tomb, only to find the linens that were used to wrap you Mary thought you were a gardener, until you said her name It took some time

He Loved Them to the End

Inspired by John 13.1-35 – You knew the cross would take you soon your hour had finally come and in this knowledge I stand in awe of you often confused by you Knowing the beginning to the end You loved

He Loved Them to the End

Inspired by John 13.1-35 – You knew the cross would take you soon your hour had finally come and in this knowledge I stand in awe of you often confused by you Knowing the beginning to the end You loved

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

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

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

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

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

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,

In an Effort To Be Productive

The desire to make new things gnaws at my heart when I am not moving, I try to eliminate the guilt that I feel with distractions, small batches of laundry, and random bouts of cleaning.. so, I stripped my bed

In an Effort To Be Productive

The desire to make new things gnaws at my heart when I am not moving, I try to eliminate the guilt that I feel with distractions, small batches of laundry, and random bouts of cleaning.. so, I stripped my bed

how long will it take

Oh, how quickly we whine at the faintest resemblance of discomfort when we are inconvenienced or set back How eagerly dissatisfaction sets in our brow when we are told we cannot have What we believe should be ours And how

how long will it take

Oh, how quickly we whine at the faintest resemblance of discomfort when we are inconvenienced or set back How eagerly dissatisfaction sets in our brow when we are told we cannot have What we believe should be ours And how

something beautiful, something good

It’s moments before my twenty first birthday, the humid august air runs through the open body of my black 2002 cabrio convertible and I listen to the CD player spinning sounds of heartbreaking hymns I recently came into possession of

something beautiful, something good

It’s moments before my twenty first birthday, the humid august air runs through the open body of my black 2002 cabrio convertible and I listen to the CD player spinning sounds of heartbreaking hymns I recently came into possession of

A series of wants

I want to be stronger, to not feel aching and zinging nerves stretching through my neck and hands like sand scratching the bottom of the ocean I want to see my parents everyday, to make my father coffee and read

A series of wants

I want to be stronger, to not feel aching and zinging nerves stretching through my neck and hands like sand scratching the bottom of the ocean I want to see my parents everyday, to make my father coffee and read

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

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

lament II

I began to stretch out my lungs in a capacity to scream at God I was to write down every insecurity I have in this faith and then in those declarations He was to respond with gracious wisdom and insight,

lament II

I began to stretch out my lungs in a capacity to scream at God I was to write down every insecurity I have in this faith and then in those declarations He was to respond with gracious wisdom and insight,

falling people

unintentionally adjourned my own sorrow, dove into a tragedy that could never be forgotten, not today nor tomorrow and it was covered in smoke and billowing clouds dressed up in people, the colors of ours i did not mean to

falling people

unintentionally adjourned my own sorrow, dove into a tragedy that could never be forgotten, not today nor tomorrow and it was covered in smoke and billowing clouds dressed up in people, the colors of ours i did not mean to

child

in the face of a child i find myself helpless confronted by innocence, and she shows me how tainted i have let me life become tainted by selfishness and anxiety by heartbreak and relationship, i find myself complex and irritated

child

in the face of a child i find myself helpless confronted by innocence, and she shows me how tainted i have let me life become tainted by selfishness and anxiety by heartbreak and relationship, i find myself complex and irritated

I don’t think the way you think.

“I don’t think the way you think. The way you work isn’t the way I work.” God’s Decree. “For as the sky soars high above earth, so the way I work surpasses the way you work, and the way I

I don’t think the way you think.

“I don’t think the way you think. The way you work isn’t the way I work.” God’s Decree. “For as the sky soars high above earth, so the way I work surpasses the way you work, and the way I