They were sore afraid |
Posted by on Wed, 24 Dec 2008 13:55:00 GMT |
Better Than This |
The Best I CanAndrew OsengaI sometimes hide behind my wordsSometimes I'm round the corner from these songsBut words are only words Like days are only days And I'm nothing for just singing along The ai...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 11:23:00 GMT |
The Living |
Stopping By Woods on a Snowy EveningRobert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My l...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 08:54:00 GMT |
What I Said at My Granddaughter’s Funeral |
What I Said at My Granddaughter's Funeral September 26, 2007 | By: John Piper Category: Written Posts by John Piper I had the privilege of sitting with my family while Tom Steller ...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 20:20:00 GMT |
Awakening |
The Wild RoseWendell BerrySometimes hidden from mein daily custom and in trust,so that I live by you unawareas by the beating of my heart.Suddenly you flare in my sight,a wild rose blooming at the edg...
Posted by on Fri, 31 Aug 2007 17:51:00 GMT |
For The Time Being |
Emily DickinsonWill There Really be a Morning?Will there really be a "Morning"?Is there such a thing as "Day"?Could I see it from the mountainsIf I were as tall as they?Has it feet like Water lilies?H...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 19:42:00 GMT |
A View of the Woods |
Rich MullinsThe Color GreenAnd the moon is a sliver of silver Like a shaving that fell on the floor of a Carpenter's shop And every house must have it's builder And I awoke in the house of God Where t...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 19:37:00 GMT |
An American Childhood |
Rich MullinsWhat Susan SaidTwo lonely-eyed boys in a pick-up truck And they're drivin' through the rain and the heat And their skin's so sweaty they both get stuck To the old black vinyl seats And it'...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 12:09:00 GMT |
Teaching A Stone To Talk |
Rich Mullins Calling Out Your NameWell the moon moved past Nebraska And spilled laughter on them cold Dakota Hills And angels danced on Jacob's stairs Yeah, they danced on Jacob's stairs There is this...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 20:36:00 GMT |
This is the world as best as I can remember it |
Rich MullinsJacob and two women Jacob, he loved Rachel and Rachel, she loved him And Leah was just there for dramatic effect Well it's right there in the Bible, so it must not be a sin But it sure doe...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Aug 2007 06:49:00 GMT |
