a voice crying out in the postmodern wilderness

Spirit and Truth

Sometimes it rains
but you always reign

I know your name
stays the same

Through dusty eyes we accuse
and put you to the test
But grace you did not refuse
and you lay us down to rest

Paul said to praise you always
on all days

Even when it’s dark and bleak

Even when I cannot speak

Even when I’m on a peak

I cannot always see your moves
so Lord please remind me
in spirit and in truth

The Thread

Outside of the Ticking