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Ageless Compassion

Inspired by Psalm 25. Originally an acrostic poem in Hebrew.

All my trust I give to you, Oh Lord;

Because you are my God.

Can those who trust in you be disgraced? Never- you keep me from disgrace.

Do not let my enemies rejoice in my defeat.

Everyone who trusts in you will be safe from disgrace. It is those who practice deception that come to disgrace.

Following the path that you point out for me, that is my desire.

Guide me by your truth—teach me, for you are the God who saves me. All day long I put my hope in you.

Holding fast to your ageless compassion and love, Oh Lord, sustains me. .

Iniquity, the sins of my youth, blot them out forever. Remember me in the light of your unfailing love for you are good.

Just- Lord you are just- doing what is right. Teach me, a sinner, your ways.

Keep me humble. Guide me in what is right.

Lead me with your unfailing love and faithfulness as I obey your covenant.

May I always honor your name. Forgive my many, many sins.

Now, as I fear you, show me the path that I should choose.

Oh Lord, those who trust you will live in prosperity. Their children will inherit the land.

Please, Lord, confide in me. I reverently fear you. Teach me your covenant.

Quickly, rescue me from the traps of my enemies. My eyes are always on you.

Release your mercy on me. I am alone and in deep distress.

Save me from anguish. Rescue me from the problems that trouble my heart.

Take this pain away. See my troubles. Forgive my sin.

Under the eyes of my enemies I feel vicious hatred.

Vindicate me. Rescue me. Let me not be disgraced. I find refuge in you.

Where does my protection come from? Only from finding refuge in you.

eXamine me. My integrity and honesty protect me.

You Lord, are my hope.

Zion, may God ransom you from your trouble.



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Eyes Full of Life

A wave of red curls.

That mischievous, dreamy smile.

A bond, but how do you explain what it feels like to be with someone from the very first day you existed.

Sweet eyes

Full of life

Until July 16th, 1995.

The day we both turned 8 1/2.

I still miss you.

I know I always will, but I’m thankful for the ways you grew me, changed me, made me who I am today.

Thank you, it doesn’t seem like enough but thank you Allison Rebecca.


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Rain Dance

The cold pellets pop against the windowpane,

A strangely soothing comfort to my restless psyche.


Rhythmic, pointed, piercing.

The crackle fades, and I am alone again with my thoughts.


What is there to tell?

What is left to feel?


The glass blocks me from the elements,

But leaves me thirsty inside.


Thirsty for what?

Only God knows.


At least the sound, the rain

Comfort my questioning soul.


The lights flickered then dead. Power outages are not so bad when you’re used to living with partial electricity. I managed to find a candle and some matches after checking in four different boxes. There’s something simple and soothing about watching a candle burn and listening to the rain. For some reason, rain ends up being my most frequent topic for poetry. It is so mesmerizing and can touch on so many emotions. Thanks to last night, the poem above is the latest piece to add to my unofficial rainy day collection, and for the record, the power did come back on about half an hour later.

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