J.E.S.U.S.

Below is the text and video of a new Spoken Word poem. I hope it encourages you. The name of Jesus hits me right in the chest Whether I’m cynical, angry, confused, or depressed It speaks to me It resounds in my breast J.E.S.U.S. The name of Jesus breaks the chains of the oppressed Gives … More J.E.S.U.S.

For Us and With Us

You don’t make sense to me I can’t imagine what it felt like To be bruised and beaten Betrayed and belittled Bleeding, broken, berated, and brittle To be God in the flesh The wine and the bread To bring life to your children And be murdered instead I can’t imagine what it felt like Adding … More For Us and With Us

Your Shoes

After dad died I inherited some of his belongings. Items that wouldn’t have held any significance otherwise but quickly became really important to me. One of those items was an old pair of brown leather shoes. I actually really liked the shoes, from a “fashion” standpoint. They looked good with jeans so I wore them … More Your Shoes

She is.

I’ve had several people ask for the spoken word pieces I did for Mother’s Day and Father’s Day this year. I realized I hadn’t added them here so here is the first one. She is. She is. She is mom. She is mother. Whether biological mother Adoptive mother Step mother Single mother God mother Chosen … More She is.