A Step Worth Taking
How Shall I Be Inspired?
How shall I be inspired
To paint with a pen
When my mind is flooded
With so many thoughts
Reflecting on September 11, 2001 – Part 2 – Freedom from invisible walls
The dilemma is that a man with an anxious soul can never make a wall big enough to cover his imagination. …When there is an absence of God’s presence, man is vulnerable of becoming a prisoner to anything. Rather than being the master of the feeling of, “an underlying and alert anticipation of whatever could be next”, he is a slave to it.
Reflecting on September 11, 2001 – Part 1 – When a lion roars
The best way to describe my thoughts and emotions is “an underlying and alert anticipation of whatever could be next.”
The Broad Road and The Narrow Road
The Ascending Spirit
There is a voice in the wind tonight,
I hear the echo rippling through the sky.
Oh how it settles in the depths of my soul,
A song of ancient voices drawing me home.
The Ascending Spirit
“Where The Streets Have No Name” – U2 The Ascending Spirit [2009-10-23] There is a voice in the wind tonight, I hear the echo rippling through the sky. Oh how it settles in the depths of my soul, A song of ancient voices drawing me home. There is a love ascending from the vastness of night, I feel it pulsating in all that has life. Oh how it evokes the heights of my spirit, A herald orchestra playing the opening of doors. I’ll run and not know fatigue, leap and not know bounds, Face mountains and not be
When troubles come
As rain falls, I can feel the ocean’s turbulence swelling. The imminence of an inevitable tempest upon me, how can I find shelter, surely I will be swept away.
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