“… a perilous mission …”
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Fertile grounds
“… not strange bedfellows …”
All knees will bend
“… the haughty forget …”
The role of poets
“… to sound the alarm …”
Who can save US?
“… as we search …”
Is there purpose?
As I wanderand ponderthe intricaciesof the grand designrenderedby the handsof the Almighty…and my rolein it –beesching wisdom while doing battle with inclinations and evil spiritsthat declare that I ain’t worthy –is there purposein my lurkingotherwise knownas that omnipresent searchfor God’s face? Hard pause –as I yield backmy timein the form of me –your humble servantShunContinue reading “Is there purpose?”
Behind the trigger
“… beget grace …”
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