Posts Tagged: jesus

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,

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

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

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

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

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