“I’m finished making sense ~ completing ignorance” -Foo Fighters

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Anyone who claims to be in the light but hates his brother is still in the darkness. 1 John 2:9

Some sat in darkness, in utter darkness, prisoners suffering in iron chains, because they rebelled against God’s commands and despised the plans of the Most High. Psalm 107:10-11

The enemy pursues me, he crushes me to the ground; he makes me dwell in the darkness like those long dead. Psalm 143:3

Do not be yoked together with unbelievers. For what do righteousness and wickedness have in common? Or what fellowship can light have with darkness? 2 Corinthians 6:14

He brought them out of darkness, the utter darkness, and broke away their chains. Psalm 107:14

For you have delivered me from death and my feet from stumbling, that I may walk before God in the light of life. Psalm 56:13

You, O Lord, keep my lamp burning; my God turns my darkness into light. Psalm 13:3

…while evil men and imposters go from bad to worse, deceiving and being deceived. 2 Timothy 3:13

I have not associated with deceptive men, nor do I fellowship with pretenders. Psalm 26:3-4

Vain pretenders!! You know how to read the aspect of earth and sky. How is it you cannot read this present time? Luke 12:56

So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. 2 Corinthians 4:18

The Lord will protect him and preserve his life; he will bless him in the land and not surrender him to the desire of his foes. Psalm 41:2

It is written: “‘As surely as I live,’ says the Lord, ‘every knee will bow before me; every tongue will confess to God.'” Romans 14:11

By myself I have sworn, my mouth has uttered in all integrity a word that will not be revoked: Before me [GOd] every knee will bow; by me every tongue will swear. Isaiah 45:23

Two sermons worth reading:
Fight your battles on your knees

Pretenders by Ron Schwartz


The Hourglass

This horror poem was written in 1993.¬† It was accepted in 1995 for publication after my teacher helped me edit it. My father, thinking it was a “scam”, didn’t allow me to sign the authorization papers and send them back in..but being the hopeful writer – I still hold joy in the fact that something I wrote when I was 12 was good enough to be published.

Painting by Michael Whelan

The night grows dark around me

The hourglass runs low

The thing I see surrounds me

I have nowhere else to go

The thing I see grows nearer

I’ve nowhere else to go

The shape of it grows clearer

The hourglass runs low

The night grows bright around me

The shape before me clears

It’s him – the one who hurt me

 Author of all my fears

He laughs and tries to grab me

I’ve nowhere else to go

Screaming – I’ll never be free

The hourglass runs low

My thoughts – turn on a whim

I see what I’m here for

Blood everywhere – I killed him

Hourglass is no more.