No More the Veil

Beyond the veil, the Maker waits, Adorned in shining yellow light. An inner sanctuary bright, Sweet balm that every longing sates.   Before the veil, I stand and gaze And long to venture toward His side, To never feel the need to hide– But I’m a wretch of sinful ways.   Then to my right …

I Wonder

I wonder how it came to be That magma cooled for thousands of years, Pushing forward toward the sky, Rolling, rolling down a stream, Till, cool and polished, This mottled stone came to me.   I wonder how it came to be That someone dropped a tiny seed, Which the wind wrapped in a blanket …

Image-Bearers of God

This post is inspired by a couple of my current classes and a conversation with my wonderful sister. I decided to do a split post for this; the first half you have here today; look for the second half tomorrow. The issue is the way people are treated by other people, and the way human …