Truly we live in a technologicaly marvelous world. As I speak I travel. Cruising down I-24 just past Chattanooga, TN. I am missing the glorious smokey mountains, as the sun set a couple hours ago. Suffice it to say I was dissapointed. I wrote another poem, The Presence of the King. Well… i’ve nothing more to say… so toodles…

Poem update, Kiss The Moon Gnight For Me has a new verse.

New poems, Mistress Winter, and My Mothers Kitchen. Thanks Jenn for the inspiration.

New poem, Never Alone. Inspired for someone.

My mind went blank.

A couple weeks ago, A friend of mine needed some stock photography of himself for an album he is producing. After a bit of coordinating, we met near the Alton Bridge and shot the first part of his photos. I posted several of the better ones here.

In Ephesians 1:13-14 Paul speaks of that Spirit of promise which is the ernest of our inheritance. I knew a lady once who lived in Nebraska. She was old, in her ninties, and suffered from several dibilitating diseases. She couldn’t hear well, and her eyes were cloudy. In her front yard she had a flower garden, and in her flower garden she had a naked lady lily plant. The naked lady lily only blooms once every four years, and at that time it was soon to bloom. She had been waiting for several years and soon the lily would bloom.…

New poem, God’s Sure Hand, inspired for Crystal.

For some people, their website occupy a portion of their life incongruent with everyone else. Such people often manage to create very fun things for the rest of us. This 404 page is one example of someone who took web design to a whole new level. (link via #!/usr/bin/girl)

New Poem, The Artist Sees

New poem, His Loving Hands.

Ok… so this is really just a shamefull ploy to get people to vote for me at photoblogs.org I’m currently ranked 62. *grin* Lets see how high I can go…

What must it have like for Abraham? Not since Adam had God spoken and dealt with a man in the way He spoke and dealt with Abraham. The theme throughout scripture is God’s repeated attempts at forming a relationship with his creation. With Adam and Eve He walked daily in the Garden. With Abraham He spoke and conversed and made promises He fulfilled. He was swayed by Abraham’s entreaties, He helped clean up Abraham’s mistakes, He made provision for Abraham’s children and family. In keeping with His promise, God watched over Israel, building a relationship with them, first as a…

Grey mist can be a lonely thing, and it seems as though the weather mirrors my mood. It has been overcast for five days, and though I love a grey sky at noon, with the somber colors of a slow moving autumn, I have become tired. It’s at times like these that I ought to visit sleep, but find myself waundering the wakefull dream wanting something, and finding nothing to sate my desire. The trees have changed their hues slowly, resisting the change of season. The winds blow colder and threaten to bring the soft white blanket of winter upon…

I sat still as the songwriter spoke the words, "I am Jerusalem, I am the temple of the Lord… I am Jerusalem, I am the temple of the Lord…" I sat still, unmoving for fear that the message would be lost, quickly forgotten amongst the multitude of distractions around me. I felt within me a sorrow, a knowledge that I had neglected Him. {I am Jerusalem, I am the temple of the Lord} I wanted to never forget the truth of those words, the knowledge that I am His vessal, a holy resting place for an Almighty God. I wanted…

It rained today. The weather is colder, and a fine mist hangs over the skies, reminding me of London. It has been a more comfortable fall, enjoyable more so because the trees are changing color slowly. It’s as if the world is tired and wants to go to bed. I didn’t really feel like getting up this morning. I haven’t really felt like getting up all week. The colder temperatures, not quite normal for this time of the year, have put me in a winter mood. I have felt like doing nothing but curling up on a big sofa with…

With this kind of thing I can relate. Only I ask myself, why isn’t JAVA like ASP? Having had my fair share of runnins with a *strongly* typed language, that admittedly can do a whole lot, but is a pain to deal with, I wish those acres of felled trees offered more in the way of actual help. *sigh* I just have to tell my self… ‘I love java… i do… i love java.. no really.. i do…’

New poem, Snowfall. Inspired by Ninepence

Christians suffer. We should pray for our brethren, more so even because they face hardships that we will probably never see. Yet we can rejoice, for their reward will be great! :: link via HucksWorld.

Dear Mr Frum, Loved your article. It shed a bit of light on some things I had no idea even existed. It makes me proud to be an American. Update: link via Sarah