A Soul’s BECOMING Sonnet
NEED – A Ponderous Ark was I, oh Lord, alone,A heavy-laden clam beneath the sea,In pain, with blanket black and shroud of stone,Until my needy cry came forth to Thee. … Continue reading A Soul’s BECOMING Sonnet
NEED – A Ponderous Ark was I, oh Lord, alone,A heavy-laden clam beneath the sea,In pain, with blanket black and shroud of stone,Until my needy cry came forth to Thee. … Continue reading A Soul’s BECOMING Sonnet
Wisdom, be our sister;Understanding, be our kin.Birds and fish, please minister,O Sea Cross, do weigh-in. It’s fear we’ve given into.It’s pain we hold too dear.Lord, teach us to release it,That … Continue reading The Wisdom of Wonder
the-promised-land.mp3 Where, O Lord, is that Land of Your promise, The one flowing with milk And with honey? Broken and distant, Covered in fragments, We buzz like honeybees, But make … Continue reading Longing for the Promised Land
“Hey, Mom!” Came the worried voice of our 9-year-old, Leah, “When I was getting this string from the basement, I could hear the toilet running, and it smells horrible down … Continue reading Dung, Gravity & Power Failure
To adorn the Lord’s temple For His dwelling glory, Man would need search For that which is worthy On rich lands and peaks, In vain, all men seek, But these … Continue reading From Lowly to Glory
“Becoming. You are becoming that for which I created and redeemed you. You are becoming what are you are not yet. You are becoming what only I can see. When your love for Me … Continue reading BECOMING
Life can sometimes feel a whole lot like a broken song that isn’t much worth singing. This year, my family has faced some unforeseen circumstances that have left us feeling … Continue reading A Broken Song
“Gather the fragments, that none shall be lost.” John 6:12 At BECOMING retreats, we use the term fragments to represent parts of our souls that have gotten broken or separated along the … Continue reading Sorting Soul Fragments
Past traumas become triggers, presenting in anger, But really are fears in disguise. Wounds become weapons in our self-protection, And harm the ones standing close by. Let’s name all our … Continue reading Cycles of Grace, A Poem
The night before last, I had a dream where I was placing a moon shell in my neighbor’s mailbox. As I walked from our house to theirs at the end … Continue reading A Love Letter from God in Our Sufferings
Our world is currently facing an unprecedented and ever-changing situation with this COVID-19 pandemic. With the extreme instability in global financial markets and millions out of work, countless people are … Continue reading If You Can Keep Your Head…
Today marks the 12th anniversary of the passing of our daughter, Isabella Grace, who was tragically stillborn at 36 weeks. Although we’ve honored her passing every year since her birth … Continue reading A Seed BECOMING