Category: Experience


I cry, and I don’t know why.
Staring, at the sky
No sad tears-
just tears,
filling my
I don’t know why,
I cry, but
I do.


If we claim to have fellowship with him and yet walk in the darkness, we lie and do not live out the truth.

1 John 1:6 (NIV)

It was 1993 and I was in the Czech Republic seeing things that no one I had ever known could have seen. I was in a little town called Olomouc, around 2:00 AM, and I was lost and alone. It would be many years until my first encounter with the Lord so I was knee-deep in the world and loving it.

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Thoughts flow, one
two, another,
passing grey areas,
floating schisms,
glitches, in the
pattern; flicker
subservient wishes,
partially digested
notes, bob oily
detritus swirls,
twisting- whoosh
whoosh, tendons
carry inky
messages, to word

into the deaf wind,
lifting up his broken
body, careless
clouds cruising
by, pleading
with heaven,
to let him in.
Have mercy, if
You will, upon
this Child, torn
asunder, from
life and limb,
falling too soon,
crying- into, the
deaf wind…