Post Tagged with: "poetry"

  • [the #haiti diaries] chanler’s poem

    [the #haiti diaries] chanler’s poem

    There were many testimonies to share when our team returned from Haiti. What I love to see is the creative ways that various people find to express themselves. Some through their photography, others through writing/blogging their stories, and still others through poetry. Chanler is a young lady who was on [...]

     
  • [present perfect] bonus post: he is here by amena brown

    [present perfect] bonus post: he is here by amena brown

    I’ve shared this video before. But if you’ve been following along with the group blogging project on Present Perfect by Greg Boyd, then you’ll understand why I want to share it again. Throughout this project, one theme that keeps recurring is that… God. Is. Here. . FOLLOW THE PROJECT | [...]

     
  • [12 days of awesomeness] day twelve: love notes to yahweh

    [12 days of awesomeness] day twelve: love notes to yahweh

    As I wrap up this list, I want to point out that there are SO many great Christian blogs out there! And this blogger would be one of the first to jump in and agree with me. I’ve always known L.L. Barkat as ‘the poetry chick’ from the HighCallingBlogs.com network. [...]

     
  • poetry [justice]: pull-apart bread

    poetry [justice]: pull-apart bread

    by Jeanne E. Loupe   Before I end, I must begin, For I cannot go back, and I cannot relent! It does nothing for me to lay low and to whine, Or to pick up the pearls and feed them to swine. No, I must equip and empower the poor, [...]

     
  • poetry [justice]: as the deer

    poetry [justice]: as the deer

    by Marcus Goodyear We owe it to each other to share what white tail already know. When the pressure changes, they run together, hooves clacking across asphalt then silent on the dewy lawns. About the author: Marcus Goodyear is Senior Editor for The High Calling, High Calling Blogs, and Faith In [...]

     
  • poetry [compassion]: compassion, where art thee?

    poetry [compassion]: compassion, where art thee?

    by Renee Small   Cold, trembling hands And feet; No coat, no blanket, Sense of defeat. Is anyone there? Can anyone see? The homeless, the poor… This is me. Oh, I ask, Compassion , Compassion Where art thee? Achy, fragile body And limbs; No money, no doctor, Life dims. Is [...]

     
  • poetry [compassion]: deeply touched

    poetry [compassion]: deeply touched

    by Terry Critchfield   Without touching, I was deeply touched. No audible words were spoken but I heard her cry. An innocent and momentary glance                             revealed a soul that had lost its way. Compassion reached out with empathy and gentle smile. Brokenness embraced a sliver of hope and time [...]

     
  • poetry [compassion]: concept of compassion

    poetry [compassion]: concept of compassion

    by The Bible and Jonathan Janssen     About the author: Jonathan Janssen is 31 years old and just graduated with his BA in English from California State University Baskersfield. He has been happily married for five years and both he and his wife work with special needs kids at local high schools. He writes all types [...]

     
  • poetry [compassion]: compassion through life

    poetry [compassion]: compassion through life

    by Carol Dee Meeks   Perhaps Peter was as normal as we. He often lost sight of God’s purpose and goals for following God brings persecution and misery. It’s hard work soothing out His Holy molds. As Peter watched the Servant wash the Twelve’s feet he thought it as slavery, [...]

     
  • poetry [compassion]: stilling storms

    poetry [compassion]: stilling storms

    by Keith Wallis   Mary, outside a tomb, carrying ointments and a storm of grief, hears the voice that calmed the waters in tones of comfort: ‘Be still and know that I am God’.   At an Emmaus home, over broken bread, in a storm of confusion, hear the voice [...]

     
  • poetry [compassion]: safety

    poetry [compassion]: safety

    by Keith Wallis   A lifetime ago traffic’s roaring battlefield held me death row captive, nowhere to hide, no way to survive. I turned my back to oblivion awaiting the inevitable stamp of death. A moment ago the future was a closed book the past – another lifetime about to [...]

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