Come in, come in.

Your Goodness is welcome here.

It's Your stillness that eradicates my fear

And lifts me up to love with a new heart made only pure.

Come in, come in.

Your Goodness is needed here.

The Captor

Just to explain: This sounds very dark, but it actually doesn't have anything to do with where I have been in my life. God's been good, everything is decent.
Just mostly about how the Devil is always attempting to tempt as best He can.

He whispers nothing into my mind
And there He leaves it in that bind.
To move, to run, to flee!
Not options given me.


I scratch and claw and scream for help
But Jesus pleads me not to yelp.
Endure...


But He! He takes me once again
And crushes my mind with an angry reign.
My fight, my battle, it can't be won
So I call upon God's only Son.


Yet here am I in darkness thick,
Incapable of stopping it:
The onslaught of terrors to my soul.
I'm shrouded out and not in reach.


If only it weren't my soul He did breach.
And still it is so that I cry out,


"I scratch and claw and scream for help
But Jesus pleads me not to yelp."
Endure...

Misty Mountain Grace

Mist and haze of summer days

Clouds so low which hold our gaze

Along this road we lost our way

And now found home in the Smoky Maze

In the mountains we forget the days

The trees whisper away our names

Smoke forever clouds the face

And our music holds all meaning

This music picks the frogs and ticks

Strums out living thunder thick

With slaps of light to show our minds

God's creatures dancing with each chord

In the blue-green and high above

We see not out nor in by much

But know what holds our place:

The Misty Mount and her sober grace

Rock and slate and slipp'ry stone

Are only parts of the throne

Which holds the mountain man

Who alone hears God's brilliant plan

A Little on Knowledge

To believe that knowing more is to gain Truth is simply folly. Knowledge, just plain knowing, is not inherently good or bad, so it cannot possess Truth unless something or (more likely) Someone adds Truth to that particular knowledge. To know more of Truth is absolutely good because the Word of God is Truth and Jesus is the Word. Therefore we find that Jesus resides within Truth, wherever one may find it. If something seems to possess Truth but cannot profess the name of Jesus it is blasphemous and made crooked by the Devil. Jesus is at the heart of mathematical proofs because they are knowledge of something He designed or Spoke to be. This is a small example of a way Jesus exists in all Truth. Something to ponder.

Something About Writing

What is within becomes without and runs to naught but ought to go before the One who brought that earth-made-man up to Life by the blood upon man's own hands.

It is without Love that Life ceases to be true, runs awry and away from good to eternal nothing-hood.

The Ship upon the sea will pitch and turn, even throw off thee, but He whose side poured the water on which it sails remains constant and even on an unshakable plane full of invitation and the only vibrancy that expels or even secretes living Adventure, yet scarce with people becomes this plane.

I love the smell of rain!