We Ought Give Thanks
We Ought Give Thanks From lost beggars to pained workers,
from dark sinners to God’s saints,
we all possess some things held dear
for which we ought give thanks And though some say that virtue’s lost
in a world drowned by its greed
we set apart one day each year
so use that day I plead Think on how life has been so kind
despite its controversies
for though dark times have surely come
consider too its mercies Look to your fellow man and see
he bears a heart like your
Are We Grateful?
Back in June, I wrote about kindness being a disposition, not a series of acts. This week being Thanksgiving, I want to do the same with gratitude. In truth, I think this applies to all Christlike attributes; Christ “went about doing good” (Acts 10:38) not because he knew all the right things to say and do, but because that was a natural part of his being. His disposition, the person he was down to the root of his soul, was good, and so good acts naturally followed. To unders
On Paris: Are All Men and Women Equal?
After the Paris attacks, I feel compelled to briefly pose the same question I asked a couple weeks ago: How do we sleep at night? Although 129 men and women lost their lives in the French capital, such travesties occur regularly across the globe, so I’ve been asking around about why Paris has such a bitter sting to it. Why is it that outraged citizens of democracies throughout the world have been decrying this wretched action of ISIS in France, yet little outcry takes place w
My Own Legend
My Own Legend Atlas, great titan who divides heaven from earth,
who in your strained arms bear the hope in all birth
how stay you so strong, so vigilant, so true
as you keep it all up the way that you do? Do you worry you’ll slip, or wish that you could?
with such precious cargo, how’s temptation withstood
for though my load’s lesser, still I’m enticed to fall
and yet here you stand, so great and so tall I suppose I should see you and find strength in me,
but instead I
The Darkened Climb of Life
It is difficult to escape the times in life when we are overwhelmed with feelings of negativity, sadness, anxiety, fear, and hopelessness. Whether they come from mental difficulties or life’s traumas, such feelings can become like a mass of darkness residing within us, some sort of void that inhibits our ability to love, feel joy, care about what is going on around us, have ambitions and hopes, or even get out of bed. For those who have never been through the worst of it, the
Hoping for Dawn
Hoping for Dawn Dawn gave birth to my first sun
I gave my heart so freely
But she would not accept
Leaving it to wither away.
And so I watched as she set
Leaving me to wonder
With a heart still broken,
Another dawn in sight
Whether a new sun would rise
How Do We Sleep At Night?
There are times when I go to bed and think about how big and full of people the world is. With that reflection comes the realization that there are those who are at that very moment experiencing great joys, while others are at the same time feeling the most excruciating of sorrows. My thoughts usually veer toward the latter, particularly if I’m praying when those realizations come. It makes me think that God has more important things to worry about than my career or love lif