Blessed Cross
Poems / The Quest

Blessed Cross

Thus far did I come laden with my sin; Nor could ought ease the grief that I was in, Till I came hither: What a place is this! Must here be the beginning of my bliss? Must here the burden fall from off my back? Must here the strings that bound it to me, crack? … Continue reading

The Quest

my rants-my wilderness-my quest-my thoughts-my journey-my Journal: Entry 2- IT’S NOT ABOUT ME

Colossians 1:16 16for in him all things in heaven and on earth were created, things visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or powers—all things have been created through him and for him. I was feeling blue the other day when I wrote Journal entry 1; sad because no one visits my blog. I … Continue reading