The Painter's Project
I’m lost in what could or couldn’t be. Not what is. I’m painting myself. Let me be Your canvas. Paint me with colors untold to eyes; make art in me. You, Painter of painters,...
An Ode To My Savior
Jesus’ love for me is effortless. Aboundingly rich in grace and mercy. Jesus, I come to You to liberate me of sin, Imploring You to forgive Me of my faults...
A Poem to the Greatest Unrecorded Wound
Jesus, You said Your most painful, unrecorded Wound from Your Passion was the bloody, Painful slice of the wooden Cross Rubbed so angrily into Your shoulder. You bore the heavy...
A Prayer To Grow In Love
My sweet Jesus, If I could wipe every tear from Your eye and collect the jewels of Precious Blood from Your crucified Body, I would. I desire to love You...
Childlessness, Pound Cake, + Mother Culture
A few summers ago I was in my poetry residency for the week. The instructor gave our class a writing assignment: produce a poem about food. That night, I sat...
Silent Graces // A Poem
So often am I faced with silence when I ask God for help with whatever conundrum I face that day. At the end of the day, I feel like I’m...
