Writings of a Sinner

For all sin and fall short of the glory of God

Month: March, 2014


I keep smashing this glass heart to pieces.
It is nobody else’s doing but my own.
Often it is built anew only to be shattered once again.
And each glimmering shard reflects a terrible and pitiful image of the culprit.
I cannot stand to look into my eyes.
I know they tell nothing but lies and deceit.
I see right through you like glass.



I fell into your clouds today.

Into your glorious sky painted with the red of a setting sun.

I was frozen.

I was mesmerized.

I was befuddled as to how I could have gone so long

standing on my own two God given feet

while the whole sky has been caressing this earth

with it’s beauty.

How have I lived so long with out living?

How have I stood so long in your majesty without falling to my knees?

I have seen too little through closed eyes.

But my blindness is cured once again

and I am without doubt

of your presence.