me?

It was nothing new, the noise the dust the people complaining, the filth of life and no one asks, and no one questions, and everyone grumbles, and jostles and I take my lot and then some more while I am also robbed. It’s all a part of it. and then I saw his pointing hand. … Continue reading me?

boxes

There they were, as in a dream and I was up above. floating in the darkened yet dawning sky. And on the ground, laid side by side these cardboard boxes all different sized, some tied up with ribbons bright, some coming loose, some small some wide. as if each passage, each chapter was there held. … Continue reading boxes

worth

In our world, wealth is measured by the monetary value of your possessions, real-estate, investments, money in the bank and available cash. that is the currency of our world, and the more you are ‘worth’ the higher up the food chain you will find yourself. but what is God’s currency? what does God value most? … Continue reading worth

books

How many religious books does it take to build a wall? and no matter how old and how beautiful and inspired they may be, how many lives will it take to break down that wall? is the value of what the words say more precious than the spirit they convey? is the value of the … Continue reading books

home

i went walking today, out in endless fields of green, through forests and alongside creeks and my soul was somehow restored. when it was time to leave, i grieved. why can't this be forever? why can't this be enough? and then i realised, everyone needs a home. a home is not only a place to … Continue reading home

right

What will you do to prove you are right? what will it take, when you are right, to make your point. and is being right the most important? has, being right, doing right, being on the side of right, knowing what is right, ensuring others follow what is right ever been able to cure our … Continue reading right

grafted

There I lay, among so many others like me, in my death unknowing. the debris of other lives and of time around us. in our own darkness where we witnessed second hand light not knowing that it was second hand, not knowing what living was because our lives were shrouded in death and we thought … Continue reading grafted