Fear and Hate in Disguise

OUR HATE EXPOSED Fear And Hate Disguised Gliding gracefully under the radar of human consciousness Like an old friend we greet them with a kiss and reminisce of moments shared Old stories Precious moments Fear and hate disguised Love the sinner hate the sin Speak the truth in love We can still love and Believe … Continue reading

A Poem – GUILTY AS CHARGED

My last couple of posts have been like a whirlwind for me – I know that some people following along who don’t know my background or the background of the Lutheran Church of Australia may have looked at my post a bit perplexed as to what exactly am I talking about. A tiny bit of … Continue reading

The Opponent

Outside of religion Removed from the board I see sin as the pawns That we kill in vain Pawns on a chess board part of a game Death makes its move and thousands a slain Slaves to this power and moved by this will Pawns being the enemy that we are taught to kill   Religion a … Continue reading

The Monster Within

Old eyes Powerful and trained to see Fight fire with fire Anger with anger An eye for an eye Tooth for a tooth No matter the cost, even the score Old eyes Trained for war   I am tied and bound Abducted Dragged into a lonely prison Am I dead? Is this a tomb? Eyes plucked out … Continue reading

Repent and be Saved

Amazing Grace, how sour it be Promised sight, but I still can’t see Love undeserved and a gift that’s free Demands a payment, impossible for me Forgiveness bought and love that is traded In mans own image God was created   The fires of hell scorch my parts I’ll return to my father to save … Continue reading

Easter Inclusion

The Old Testament is all about exclusion, about holiness, about separation. Priests with disabilities were not allowed to offer sacrifices, the blind and mute were not allowed in the Temple. Women, children and Gentiles were also excluded. Interestingly, those with “crushed nuts”  or removed penises and those that were born Eunichs were also excluded from … Continue reading

Me Tarzan You Jane

Kids can be cruel. I was cruel. I remember my sister and I were visiting family friends, not sure how old we were….young enough to play games. There was a tree out the back so we decided to play Tarzan. The game was working well until our friends little sister wanted to join the game. … Continue reading