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You Provide

Posted on June 17, 2020June 17, 2020 by Alec Nutt

I know you will provide,but to be still takes faith.Patience is a virtue lost with time.Handing over controlseems nearly impossible,but you make all possible.Men must have dreams,but those who only dreamlose all of them to reality.When dreams are shatteredthe moment is wrenching.When my soul is told nomy flesh rebels.You lead me to another path.Open my eyes to the road.Give me strength to hand over control.Help me understand.I know you have a plan,but I don't know...Read More

Creatures

Posted on June 10, 2020June 13, 2020 by Alec Nutt

Creatures that hide in shadows.Predators that drain life.Their passion is your lacking.What's worse than their fangs?Talons of chaos,claws of mayhem,killing what they touch.Don't linger in the dark,it is brimming with vipers,yet worse lies within.You may hesitate,but they do not.They prowl for prey,and pounce at once.They suck the marrowand rend flesh.Stay away!Before it's too late. Inspired by [1 Peter 5:8-9] Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion...Read More

Renewed

Posted on June 1, 2020June 1, 2020 by Alec Nutt

A cold chill filters the air,freezing both skin and bone.Glaciers bring movement to a halt.Visibility is clouded by snowy mist.Corpses are trapped in ice prisons,lost in the frosty bite.Until sickness creeps in,and limbs begin to wither. The Sun flares,setting permafrost aflame,its thirst cannot be quenched.Puddles of icy water form,opposing their once crystallized state.The bodies twinge,as the chill fadesand searing flame advances. The flesh burns up,and returns to the ground.But in death,souls are given life.They rise...Read More

Cut to the Quick

Posted on May 25, 2020May 26, 2020 by Alec Nutt

These grey stones that cut to the quick,they send us their imploring cries.Echoes of stories long dead,but who yet still are very much alive.Do you choose to discard their tales?Or use their etchings to draw on your own heart?Ancestors of old who once lost their way.Wounds that cut deep from the start. Lessons sketched on the back of every brick,telling us to open our eyes.Walk on the righteous tread,and to keep away from the vicious...Read More

Deep Scars

Posted on May 18, 2020May 20, 2020 by Alec Nutt

These scars I dread As I return broken From a battle once dead And long unspoken. Again I must fight Against my buried foe Carelessly brought to light From the darkness below. I raise my banner And ready my sword In foolish manner And self-righteous accord. We met on this field His horde gave cheer I rose my shield As he drove his spear. Each step was grueling Weighted by my armor But still assuming...Read More