God’s Own Breath: a poem about the “Ruach Hakodesh”

In the vast expanse, before time took its breadth,Hovered a force, God’s own manifest breath.The Ruach Hakodesh, not just tales of the old,But a living Spirit, stories untold. From ancient scrolls, to our heartbeat’s quest,It’s the whisper in the wind, the surge in your chest.Before mountains stood tall, or stars […]

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To hear the heart’s plea; a poem about Matthew 15.

In a sunlit slice of ancient time, where tales find their crest,We disciples stood witness, to a faith truly put to the test.There, amidst the footprints of sand and sounds of the divine,The Canaanite woman’s voice rose, her destiny to entwine. “Son of David!” she called, her voice breaking the […]

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Making Ghosts Beneath our Feet

In the heart of tempest’s bluster, midst the waves that did conjoin, The disciples saw a figure, in the dim, faint moonlight’s shine. ‘Twas a form, so unfamiliar, moving with celestial grace, In the stormy sea it wandered, not a ripple, not a trace. “Is it but a ghost?” they […]

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A Beacon in the Tempest

In the patterned cloths of upbringing, thread by thread, we’re often bound,In the whispers of our households, where unspoken truths resound.As we navigate existence, political views are often found,Yet they never tell the whole of who we are, nor where we’re bound. They ask me, with their puzzled gaze, my […]

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Shadowed by the Cross’s Reach

Pastors stand beneath the spire, shadowed by the Cross’s reach, Guiding hearts through life’s mire, entrusted with God’s speech. In robes of hope, they lead the flock, toward light’s embrace, Yet even they, against the clock, can stumble in the race. From pulpit high, they weave the words, threading love’s […]

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The Heart of the Storm

In the heart of the storm where judgments roar, As a pastor, a shepherd of God’s own core, A beacon of faith, yet so much more, Queer, neurodivergent, once a convict’s score. Emotions rise, like waves upon a shore, Anger surfaces, a lion’s mighty roar, Not the primal beast, but […]

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