I take a step and a rumble invades my chest— It tells me of mountains I cannot see but their majesty connects Unfolding in the recesses of my heart, where whispers from the Creator Contrast with shouts from the same Maker Mountains shake and tremble at his breath, but he knows each atom and its …
Tag: Poetry
Holding Me Close
Here, I’m standing in the midst of the majesty of the King of my heart He holds my head close to his chest so I can feel again Letting go of all imaginations, I hear my heart beat within The hands of my King, they block out all the voices telling me I can’t sing …
A Study in Contrasts
As I’ve pondered this week some of the characteristics of Jesus and the ways in which he relates to us, I’ve come to realize that Jesus Christ is in fact a study in beautiful contrasts. He is, if we were to use our language, nothing less than a paradox. And I absolutely love that about …
Creation
Here we are, God Fragile creatures filled with power that our frames aren’t built to hold Known and loved, tiny hearts on a tiny planet Just wanting to dream and live, because our creation from the start Was linked to your heart Art poured from your lips until the melody wrapped up empty space and …
Fell Apart
I don’t know where I fell apart Maybe it’s just that my heart has always been in a thousand pieces Fed a thousand lies by its enemy from infancy A battle I was born into and couldn’t escape but for the haven of your grace I think identity has been the great war of the …
Words
I speak until the reverberations reach every cell And sink deeper, permeating molecules at the core of their origin— Know your Father today My body responds, my spirit swells Because it has become aware of its existence which is founded by your breath So breathe the words even as I speak them So they fall …
Denica McCall 