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Providence

Sovereign over the storm; maintaining the natural norm. Sovereign over the helm; ordering the affairs of men. Sovereign over the wild; leading beasts by the hand of a child. Sovereign over the when, timing the now, not yet, and then. Sovereign over the state; raising men to serve in the gate. Sovereign over the church;

By |2022-09-23T05:28:35+00:00September 23rd, 2022|Featured Poems|

Errorgance

Disapproved, debased mind; dishonorable, defiling passions. These things biblically define what's inside gays n' lesbians. God offers undeniable proof of His immortal existence, but they suppress, exchange the truth and exchange natural relations. Though intuitively known, God's righteous law embedded, they proudly approve their own - death is where they're headed. Nature teaches there is

By |2022-07-16T20:06:33+00:00July 24th, 2022|Featured Poems, Poems|

Elias’ Random Thoughts

I know its hard but try to imagine growing up with homosexual attraction. Normally dudes would be looking at Jasmine but instead your drawn to Aladdin. "What's wrong with this? Why torment kids? Its their orientation! Don't give them fits." That's what the minority thinks, media and school boards on board with this. "Hide it

By |2022-02-18T16:55:05+00:00February 18th, 2022|Poems|

Some Days I Think

I can't think. This world's a blur. I hate their sickness. I hate their cure. Such was I, no amateur. I still hate their pretty package of manure. Sin is dumb. The world's stupid. Get out of my face, you're worthless. But then I'm reminded that Christians are salt and light: Salt to prevent the

By |2021-10-15T15:17:56+00:00January 23rd, 2022|Poems|

Heaven Begun

Who could have ever imagined the depths He would descend? From His Father's home, Father's throne, angels' gaze, heaven's dome, down, down, to the nether regions, home of men and Legions. Humble, He, to shame the mighty; meek at heart, not sightly. Further still now descends He down, bearing cross, wearing crown. Up He gets

By |2021-10-14T03:44:21+00:00January 9th, 2022|Poems|

The Cry of the New Nature

Like Paul of old I got life in my soul, put off the old, crucified to the world. This is definitive but there is the progressive, and with holiness I intend to be aggressive. I want to be purer than a Puritan, and dead to sin like perfect tense. My members yield as instruments, not

By |2021-10-13T17:17:46+00:00December 26th, 2021|Poems|

The New Normal

Its a brave new world, the year's nineteen-eighty-four, and the Fahrenheit's higher than its ever been be-451. The news speaks daily to the "raging" pandemic, so you can all live safely in a monitored planet. The worst kind of lies are the ones that seem true, and if you question the facts, then they'll question

By |2021-10-13T22:00:56+00:00November 7th, 2021|Poems|

From an Anti-Vaxxer

With what do you make a vaccine? Babies chopped up in a can. The doctors, so wise, they "immortalize" cells that just last their life span. With what do you make a vaccine? Thimerosal (that's mercury). The doctors, so wise, cause those lazy eyes, seizures, autism, A.D.D. With what do you make a vaccine? Aluminum,

By |2021-09-10T03:26:55+00:00June 7th, 2021|Poems|