The Louder Now Podcast can now be heard on Spotify for episode #25.
In this episode I do a throwback to preaching an old sermon on Mark chapter 8 in the 2015 New Life Pomona days. Enjoy.
The Louder Now Podcast can now be heard on Spotify for episode #25.
In this episode I do a throwback to preaching an old sermon on Mark chapter 8 in the 2015 New Life Pomona days. Enjoy.
I wrote this earlier in the week..This is who I am,I’ve been born again,Born into it with pain and suffering
And without a choice I chose this
Without You.You make new paths for me
You make new ways for me
Coming out of the darkness and into the light.Doing all I can to live this right. Seeking you in the night.I have a great inheritance
One where you make this home
One where love is the place I’m known.I have a permanent place to dwell One where you know me well and Seek me first
And make me thirst,You create the hunger
You create the desire
This is who I am
I’ve been born again
I was born into pain
Like I didn’t have a choice
Like You paved a way for me
To come and be known
Like you made me a home and
You call me your own.This is who I am
I’ve been born again.
We write our New Year’s resolutions but we had them all along. Each year is progress…
Day #53
8.31.18
Was never days and never nights,
I thought it was at least one more try,
I was sweating in the sun,
Waiting for the begun,
These weekly meetings what have
They become,
Can never be strange or can never be undone?
But I feel we are trying to hard just to finish,
Is this the first day of your college,
Am I a part of the collage?
I have all the blends
And I have all the colors,
All the things that make what you call
Lovers..
I am in the middle of something,
And You are the one I need.
August 18th
Preparing for it,
Destroying for it, too.
A breakdown,
Was never half new,
Was never half knew.
I had to walk with the solid,
I had to walk with the college.
I had to feel your knowledge,
And your hands all over mine.
I made some time for reflection,
I made some time for direction,
Tried to seek it out.
I had a dry spout,
I had a place where you were
Unable to find me,
I had cracks,
I had places that I needed you
To fill,
And to find,
I wondered the fountain,
Would it fill me and find me
Tonight.