HIS NEWSMAN

Jesus asked: "How is it You do not yet Have faith?" Besides Immanuel Virgin born... Storms cease Demons flee Blind see Deaf hear Mute...

A tear wets a cheek... A voice tells me to stop. A beggar stands on the corner... A voice tells me to look. A siren wails in the...

My bones lie now atop and about my someday grave, Knowing soon enough they will sleep six feet under. But while they can still walk...

There is a place I go to watch leaves that blow back and forth, and never hang still. There is a place I go to see waters that swirl...

Round and round I ran last night, chasing a rabbit always out of reach, Around a track of guilty dreams, wants for needs that should...

Hidden in the warp and woof of this world, The spirit of threads that run both across, and up and down The yawning fabric of this place...

In that day It came to pass As promised long, When flies and bees Swarmed rocks and thorns, When barbers of ill will Shaved the hair of...

Flowers aren't fragrant for themselves Birds don't sing for their own pleasure Trees don't eat of their own fruit Rivers don't drink from...

Honey from the Rock drips from the holes in His brow drips from the holes in His hands drips from the holes in His feet drips from the...

Nails Held fast The blood-brushed frames During Israel's first Passover. Nails Held sure The blood-soaked beams Through Jerusalem's last...

When fishing in Galilee, Fish as the Galileans fish, Unless, of course, God says otherwise, Then, by all means, Cast your nets into the...

I removed his shoulders from the burden. I freed his hands from the baskets. I relieved his feet from the wandering. He called out from...

The day draws near When a righteous King will reign, Who will be our shelter from the wind, Who will be our water in a dry land, Who will...

Called to the table, unworthy every one, murderers and thieves, liars and cheaters, selfish and jealous, worrisome and doubting and...

In winter, like trees, it's hard to tell who's alive or dead, but by this we can know: when love as He loved begins to show. 3rd Parable...

Day after day, Beneath the spigot I crane my neck forward And turn my face upward To open my mouth Wide To drink in all that pours forth,...

The hand that made the rock made living water gush out of it, Flowing through the desert dry like a river filling the heart of it. That...

If I get out of bed on my knees, I'm ready to begin my day in prayer. If I turn on the light, and my Bible's there, I'm likely to read a...

In all He calls us to do and live through, God promises a big hand, In the beginning, all along, and at the end: A big hand to help us...

Travel well in every realm every bend and dale, By the GPS within, And see the way you’re supposed to go. Search is the key; all you need...

A pitcher dashed to pieces upon the floor

Doesn't carry water like it did before,

But in the right hands of an artist sure...