Remission

Remission On This day This dark day Before light was born We work We toil Once again to repeat Again And again Where is my remission He is born tomorrow Freedom offered Creation to creator Mystery unfolds Herald by host Rejected Lifted high A king A savior A babe ©ScottEtheridge 12/19/2017 Advertisements

Moments Lost Not Long Ago

Here is a poem from a couple weeks back. In it I try to capture the brevity of life and the simplicity of moments

Awed By Today

I’m awed again today by Gods majesty. The delicate design of leaves, the changing of seasons, and the force of an invisible wind only serve to demonstrate His power. If you have a few minutes I encourage you to be still and look around: The splendor of all He created will take your breath away. … Continue reading

Here is a short story written in prose.

Lola nineteen years ago, I knew I was blessed to call you my wife. We have worked hard to keep God first in our marriage and the love we have (for each other) is fed out of that overflow. It is refreshed each day; because we renew our love for each other daily. The absolute … Continue reading

Legacy

Here is a new post on building a legacy business.

The Tempest

The Tempest Rushing memories flood back and wake resting emotions Shaking me to my core; knocking me to the floor Will I ever be over this and will I ever be free again to rest in freedoms door Freedom from the memories of pain in the days gone long ago Come save me – Rescue … Continue reading

Weight

What is holding you back?

The Name – a poem for Him

The Name   Jesus – Redeemer; Savior   Jesus – Bread; Water   Jesus – Lord; Master   Jesus – Broken; Wounded   Jesus – King; Servant   Jesus – Bridegroom; Lamb   Jesus – Prophet; Priest   Jesus – Beaten; Whipped   Jesus – Ancient of Days; Intercessor   Jesus – Calvary; Golgotha   … Continue reading

Ballons In The Sky

Amazing Love Lord, I’m all broken up and hurting inside, Don’t know if I will ever be whole again. Seems like every time I cry the pain just intensifies. And the movement of winds, that sustain the balloons in the sky, Only serve to remind me of days gone by. Lord; come hold my hand; … Continue reading