Poem: Wounds

By Jeff Campbell I entered The World through the holes in your hands. The Holes in Your Hands. I swam like a blood cell in Your Love. And I was healed where you washed me. And I was saved, skin-deep; As deep as I allowed myself to be redeemed. I have wounds, too. I have … Continue reading Poem: Wounds

Poem: The Psalmist

By Harold Vance The Psalmist Sitting just beyond the edge of the wood, Within the wood, but before it grows thick and dense, The birds sing me to wake, To really wake, to become awakened, To become that much more alive. I pray to the One who brought me here, Who made all of this … Continue reading Poem: The Psalmist

On Getting Older

By Karen Swank Oh when I look back now That summer seemed to last forever And if I had the choice Ya – I’d always wanna be there Those were the best days of my life Byran Adams, Summer of ’69 What’s the best age you’ve ever been? Getting older (at least, once you’ve surpassed … Continue reading On Getting Older