Monday, July 13, 2026

your words not mine

you, God, source of all light,
enlighten this dark whirlwind
of scatteredness that I am,
with your radiant wings, 
shelter me with your truth

enlighten me to divest myself
of all worldly desire,
and engage in the spiritual act 
of composing the written word,
to do the work and leave it unto you,
in the rich tradition 
of Christ the roaring lion of truth and beauty

O Christ, write through me,
and let me care not for money,
fame, publication,
but only for what word you want me 
to write next -
your will not mine
your words not mine

Friday, July 3, 2026

I tried to 
scale Everest,
find treasures,
write epics,
run marathons,
build monuments,
serve kings,
be the best,

but all I was looking for
was a little bit of love

remember me

Give me a list of all the people
who will remember you 
once you are dead and gone,
and I will go through it
and strike out the names one by one

Only God will remember you 
and constantly think of you.
Live for God, not for them