Death – Inspired to Inspire

Ripples on the River

It was a year ago that I settled down on my top bunk at SMBI for a quick nap before our banquet supper. This was our final evening of term, the day before we planned to leave for our choir tour in Belize. I picked up my phone just one more time before closing myContinue reading “Ripples on the River”

Every Drop of Red

Trickling down from outstretched hands, Slowly staining Calvary’s sands, Every drop of red Drip Drip Dripped As the Saviour bled. Love so rich, one drop of grace Covered sins of every race. Full, enough, and more. Drip Drip Dripped. Who knew love before?

He Knew, But Still

The moon escapes behind a forest of clouds, not daring to intrude on the scene in the garden where the Son kneels in deepening shades. Life oozing from sweat pores runs down His face. Doubled over in agony, He sees it all. The stoniness and cold, distortions and darkness. Darkness darker than the absence ofContinue reading “He Knew, But Still”

A Worthy Cause

(Sometimes my creativity and imagination takes me farther than I expect, as proven by this story. I suppose you could say this is a sequel to Mosquito in the Cabin, because both personify insects. But I’ll consider it a separate story since this one has a deeper meaning. It’s an allegory– if I dare callContinue reading “A Worthy Cause”