Peter, put your sword away!
Peter, stay out of the fray.
A poem based on John 18:11
Peter, put your sword away!
Peter, stay out of the fray.
A poem based on John 18:11
I am a son of Abraham; I’ve never been enslaved!
An existential crisis is not very nice…
What preserves our sanity, Mr. Chesterton?
Is it really her you miss?
While in the Christmas whirlwind,
We quickly became more than friends.
“How did it get so scarred?
It wasn’t like this at the start…”
Last year felt askew.For most, that’s true.But now, we start anewWith a fresh point of view. So, what will you … More
“Close the door!” She yelled behind.
But we were gone and paid no mind.
No matter the affliction of my chains.
No matter what I’ll go through,
No matter the pain;
Oh to live is Christ and to die is gain.